Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 140

Six days after the accident, I’m packing my small bag of personal items to leave the hospital. The doctors are still shaking their heads, calling my recovery “unprecedented” and “medically inexplicable.”

According to them, my injuries should have kept me bedridden for weeks, maybe even months. The internal bleeding should have required multiple surgeries. The broken ribs should still be causing excruciating pain.

But instead, I’m up and walking around with just a slight limp and some tenderness in my chest when I breathe too deeply.

“I’ve hever seen anything like it,” the doctor says as she signs my discharge papers. She checks my latest scans, still looking puzzled. “Especially for a human. Your body is healing at almost the rate of a werewolf.” She frowns and shakes her head. “It must have something to do with the Alpha President’s blood transfusion. He must have extremely potent healing capabilities in his blood.”

“Whatever the reason,” she continues, “you’re well enough to go home. Just take it easy for the next few weeks.”

Brian meets me in the lobby with a wheelchair. I make a face at him.

“Is that really necessary? I can walk.”

“Hospital rules,” he says with a shrug, then leans down to kiss my cheek. “Besides, you still look like shit.”

I snort, settling into the chair. “Thanks a lot.”

“Did I say shit? I meant absolutely radiant, darling.”

Despite everything, a smile tugs at my lips. Trust Brian to lighten the mood. He and Liam have been a godsend these past days, but I suppose they always have been.

And then there’s been Arthur.

I still don’t know what to think. He stayed by my side in the hospital, barely leaving to shower or eat. He gave me his blood, possibly saving my life. He had to leave today for work matters that he simply couldn’t miss, but he never let me out of his sight for days.

It was… sweet.

When we pull up to the apartment, my heart leaps into my throat. I can’t wait to see Miles. I practically bolt from the car the moment Brian parks, ignoring the twinge of pain in my side. He follows more slowly, carrying my bag and shaking his head at my impatience.

The elevator ride up to our floor feels eternal. When the doors finally open, I almost run down the hallway, fumbling with my keys. The door swings open, and I see Miles and Liam sitting in the living room. Miles is coloring on the floor, and Liam is-

“Mommy!” Miles shrieks, scrambling to his feet and racing toward me.

“Little wolf,” I murmur into his hair. “I missed you so much.”