He's an Alpha: She doesn't Care (Jennifer Francis) novel Chapter 19

She’s Beyond His Rule 19 Summary Wynta finds herself alone in a hospital room, initially believing Jared and his Beta have left, allowing her some peace before her discharge. During a quiet moment, Kim informs her that her IV fluids will soon stop and antibiotics will switch to oral medication, but the cannula will remain for now. Later, Dr. Patel introduces Dr. Gordon Whitiker, who unexpectedly administers a sedative instead of antibiotics, causing Wynta to lose consciousness.

When Wynta awakens, she realizes she is no longer in her original hospital but in the Cedar Rapid Pack’s hospital, surrounded by the familiar scent of wolves. This triggers painful memories of her home pack, especially her complicated relationship with her former mate, Nolan. He had rejected her and expected her to wait for him while he pursued other Alpha females, treating her as weak and desperate. Wynta reflects on her strength and independence, recalling how she left her pack because she refused to be controlled or diminished. A nurse soon checks on her, and Dr.

Gordon arrives, apologizing for the forceful way she was brought to Cedar Rapids. Wynta expresses her anger about being sedated without consent and transported against her will. Dr. Gordon insists everything was done legally, though the sedation was unrecorded. Jared then enters, revealing that the sedation was part of a deal involving donated medical equipment and that he manipulated the situation to bring Wynta to this pack hospital. He boasts about having covered all bases and welcomes her to Cedar Rapids. Wynta, unimpressed and unwilling to engage with Jared, asks when she can leave.

Jared insists she must stay until Dr. Gordon approves her release, which the doctor confirms will be in two days. Wynta firmly requests no visitors except medical staff, signaling her desire to remain isolated and maintain control despite the circumstances. Jared leaves, unfazed by her rejection, leaving Wynta to face her new reality in the pack hospital. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Wynta For countless hours, she had found herself utterly alone in that sterile hospital room.

She had assumed Jared and his Beta had already departed, leaving her to rest undisturbed until her scheduled discharge two days later. The other patients sharing the room had been taken away for some medical procedure their doctor had ordered, leaving her in complete solitude. At last, a rare moment of quiet filled the space during visiting hours. Kim entered with a warm smile, approaching her bedside. “We’re going to stop the IV fluids soon,” Kim explained gently, “and your antibiotics will switch to oral medication once that’s done.

But I won’t remove your cannula just yet.” Wynta chuckled softly, a hint of weary understanding in her voice. “I’ve learned the hard way not to pull out the cannula until the chart officially shows the medication’s switched to oral. Sometimes the doctor says one thing but never updates the records or changes their mind without telling us.” Kim nodded and moved on to attend to other tasks. Not long after, Dr. Patel appeared at her bedside, accompanied by another man in a white coat. Even before introductions, Wynta caught the faint but unmistakable scent of wolfen on the newcomer. “This is Dr.

Gordon Whitiker,” Dr. Patel said. “I’m going to administer one last dose of IV antibiotics, Wynta,” Dr. Whitiker added, attaching a syringe to the cannula on the back of her hand. “It’ll be a slow push over a few minutes. We can chat while I do it – a bedside handover, so to speak.” As the clear liquid began to flow into her veins, Dr. Whitiker explained, “I’m from your insurance company, and I have a team here to transfer you to Cedar Rapid Hospital. I’ve checked all the paperwork; everything’s in order.” He smiled reassuringly.

But Wynta’s brow furrowed-not because of what he said, but because an unsettling haze began to cloud her thoughts. A sudden wave of exhaustion swept over her, and before she could fully comprehend what was happening, she realized the syringe contained not antibiotics, but a sedative. Her body betrayed her as unconsciousness claimed her swiftly and completely. – Gradually, Wynta’s senses returned. The room around her slowly sharpened into focus. She was parched, her throat dry and scratchy.

As the fog of the drug lifted, she realized she was alone in a single room, the dim light casting soft shadows across the walls. She was fully awake now, but something was unmistakably different. Though her feet didn’t touch the floor, she could sense the unmistakable presence of a pack. The atmosphere carried the familiar, comforting scent of wolves. It was a sensation that contrasted sharply with the cold, alien feeling of rogue territory. Even with her dulled wolfen senses, she could tell she was surrounded by her own kind. This feeling stirred memories of her home pack.

Coupled with everything that had happened earlier that day, she understood she was now inside the Cedar Rapid Pack’s hospital. She brushed a hand across her face, frustrated. Why was it that Alpha wolves always took what they wanted, regardless of the wishes of others? Being treated like this was exactly why she had left her home pack in the first place. Her first lover, and then her mate, had rejected her. He had expected her to give herself entirely to him, even including sleeping with his Beta.

After she refused and the rejection was mutual, he still expected her to remain in the pack and wait for him. He planned to leave for Alpha College for a full year, a time she knew he intended to use to bed any willing Alpha females. Then, after sowing his wild oats, he expected her to be there, waiting patiently, hoping he might change his mind and claim her in the end. He never once considered her feelings, only his own desires. “We’ll talk when I get back,” he had said, as if she should simply bow down and wait for his decision-if he even chose her at all.

She was supposed to pine for him endlessly, ignoring the other she-wolves he bedded while he was away. He assumed that because she was wolf-less, she was weak and desperate for his claim. That she would hang around, doing whatever he demanded just to gain his attention and favor, hoping to become the Luna of his pack. But Wynta had never seen herself as weak-willed. Yes, she’d been drawn in by his charm and patience, his sweet words that eventually led her to his bed-but even that had taken months.