Chosen Just To Be Rejected by Jennifer Francis novel Chapter 108

Parker

Milly had been beside herself since he’d brought her and Whit to the hospital. He’d not told her the truth of things she was too little to understand. But Milly cried anyway at hearing her mother was sick and in the hospital. It was all he’d told her, not elaborated on the word sick. She’d clutched at Whit instantly upon hearing the news, and fear had rolled of the tiny little girl.

He’d picked her up himself to comfort her, and told her everything was going to be alright. Parker had carried her on his hip through the packhouse as she’d sobbed, while he’d walked holding Whit’s hand as he’d taken them to the hospital to see Belladonna.

Her breathing tube had been removed and replaced with nasal prongs and though he knew she had a chest full of stitches, the children didn’t see that. She was covered with a sheet and blanket as she lay

there on the bed.

He’d felt Whitney’s hand tighten in his at the sight of his mother laying there in the bed. The hospital was a place that both her children were used to coming and going from, a place they always saw her in. But this was an entirely different matter, because she was now the patient, not the doctor. Likely something neither one of them had ever seen before.

Milly had cried even more and wanted to be put on bed. He’d not let her, couldn’t. Belladonna’s wounds weren’t healing on their own yet. Annette had been checking that every 30 minutes since the surgery was over. Standard wolfen protocol because one never knew a wolf’s tolerance to being sedated, and they could start healing even before their human was awake.

He’d pulled a chair up for both himself and Whit, and they all sat by her bedside, and he’d let Milly reach out and touch her, and had comforted the little girl as best he could, with softly spoken words of reassurance, that she would wake up tomorrow, was just sleeping deeply because she really needed the

rest right now.

They’d had breakfast, lunch and dinner in the hospital, because Milly wouldn’t leave the room, pitched a fit at his attempts to give them a break from being in the room, and to go and get some fresh air. Her little girl wouldn’t have a bar of leaving the room. Not even Whit could get her to, he’d just shaken his head at Parker and sighed.

Milly had not really said anything all day, just wouldn’t leave the room. He’d sat and talked quietly with Whit throughout the day, and they’d tried to engage Milly together. She’d not wanted that, become introverted by lunchtime. Whit had told him this was how she was when they’d met her. She likely just needed their mum to wake up.

He understood that and after dinner he’d thought about trying to take them back to the packhouse for sleep, but didn’t think Milly would go, so didn’t try it. He’d settled on the couch and Milly had climbed into his lap and leaned on him, fallen asleep on his chest as he’d stroked her back gently.

He could see Whit was watching his little sister. He reached out and touched her curly hair and sighed.

This is how she was, clingy and quiet.”

“Traumatised,” Parker had stated softly, not wanting to wake her up. “She’ll be alright when your mum

wakes up,” he’d stated. He’d seen all sorts of trauma when taking over other packs. Children as young as Milly, however, were resilient and could forget with time, come back to life once they felt safe and

protected.

She’d been able to do that before, because of the love she got from Belladonna and Whit, so he knew she’d be alright. She did understand that her mother was alive. Sleeping deeply is what Annette had told her, that she’d gotten sick and needed to sleep for a full day, then she’d wake up and start to get better.

Though Parker didn’t know how long her getting better would actually take, seeing as there was no active healing, but he was hoping it wouldn’t take more than a day or two. That would be indicative of her beast healing her once the sedation wore off.

His eyes flicked open and Vex was up and alert inside his mind and looking right at Belladonna, he didn’t know what had woken him, but the machines in the room were still beeping softly and didn’t indicate that anything was wrong. Something he’d gotten used to and he’d fallen asleep himself.

He’d been woken by something, though not sure what it was, but then he’d seen it, movement, her hand slid up the blanket and touched her chest, and then her eyes were opening a moment later, and he felt relief flood through not only himself but Vex as well. She then she settled and went right back to sleep. Likely had pain, and it had disturbed her. The sedation was wearing off.

He mind–linked the nurse on duty to let her know Belladonna was starting to wake up, and she came into the room, walked quietly on her soft–soled sneakers, and checked on her, looked at him and stated, “It could be a while yet.”

He’d nodded and sat watching her until sleep had reclaimed him, and been woken by Vex once more at nearly dawn, to find Belladonna’s eyes were open, and she was looking about the room. There was only one light on in the room due to them all sleeping. Her eyes finally landed on him and her children. Their son was curled up on the couch next to him with a blanket draped over him, and Milly was asleep on him. A slight smile touched her face, and he felt his heart rate increase a little at her smiling at him with her children. Who were very comfortable with him right at that minute.

“Hey.” She spoke softly.

“Hi, how are you feeling?” he asked and felt Whit shift on the couch next to him. He looked at him as he rolled over and curled up the other way. Parker wanted to wake him, but his boy had not fallen asleep unti nearly midnight and needed the sleep.

“I’d get up.” he murmured “But.”

“It’s alright… stay there.” She told him.

“Not really…but I suspected… Freya spoke to me before being removed. Told me a few things.” Belladonna sighed softly, and the nurse, Odette, came in to do her rounds.

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