Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87: 0087

Lorelei POV

"It’s healing well," the healer commented after unwrapping the bandages on my ankle and examining the swelling, gently pressing here and there.

"The remedy the other healer used is incredibly effective. I will reapply a fresh bandage, give you a few additional medications, and prescribe something to help with the residual pain."

"Thank you," I forced myself to mutter, though my gaze kept shifting anxiously toward Skye, who was quietly standing in the corner of the room.

"Rest well for the next two days. Absolutely no unnecessary pressure on that foot," the healer said after finishing the fresh bandages and packing his medical supplies back into his kit. "I will check on you again the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, sir," I replied.

Silently, Skye reached for the bottles of medication, carefully placed them on the nightstand, and then escorted the healer out of the room. Even after the door clicked shut behind them, she still didn’t say a word.

Instead, she began tidying up the room, but I could tell she was only pretending to keep herself busy to avoid the elephant in the room.

"I only told you my name and that I was kidnapped by rogues," I began, my voice breaking the heavy silence.

She paused in the middle of what she was doing before slowly turning to face me. The second our eyes met, tears welled up uncontrollably, blurring my vision until I could barely see her.

"I never told you where I was really from," I choked out.

Her expression immediately softened. She walked over to the bed and sat down beside me, gently taking my trembling hand in hers.

"Ella... Lorelei," she said softly. "You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. Don’t force yourself."

"But I want to," I said, my voice trembling. "You deserve to know. You have been nothing but good to me since the day we met, and I’ve been hiding so much of my mess from you."

"Okay," she murmured gently, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze as I took a long, shaky breath, trying to calm the frantic pounding of my heart.

"I’m from the Silver Fang pack," I began, the words tasting like ash in my mouth. "My father is the Beta there, and I have a twin sister named Callista."

Skye listened quietly as I spoke, her thumb gently stroking the back of my hand, offering silent comfort as the floodgates finally opened.

I told her almost everything.

I told her about the curse I’d been born with, how badly I had been neglected and treated like dirt by my own parents, and about my so-called mate who had betrayed me, slept with my sister, and gotten her pregnant.

I told her how I had been framed for attempted murder and barely escaped with my life, only to be ambushed and kidnapped by rogues.

The more I spoke, the harder it became to hold myself together. Tears streamed endlessly down my cheeks until I could barely form coherent words. Before long, the only sound left in the room was my broken, breathless sobs.

"I try so hard not to think about it," I said, my voice cracking completely as my body trembled beneath the crushing weight of those memories. "I try to bury it deep down and convince myself it was all just some terrible nightmare, that I’m really just Ella now. But it always finds a way to come back, no matter how hard I try to push it away."

Skye’s grip around my hand tightened, but she didn’t interrupt me. She simply sat there, letting me cry as months of repressed pain poured out all at once.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify