Felicity’s POV
I bypassed the team of doctors and nurses asking me what I was doing in here. I was transfixed by the sight Malachi with tubes everywhere. They were monitoring his heart rate and breathing, giving him oxygen and intravenous fluids. I could see where the bullet had pierced him based on the soiled bandage on his right c.hest. I had spent the entire drive here crying but now, I fought back the tears. I did not want him to see me crying in case I was the first thing he saw when he awoke.
I could scarcely believe my own husband, my best friend of so many decades, had done this. I shuddered to think that Farris was capable of something like this. I had to believe that Malachi would make it for my own sanity but what would become of Farris? The punishment for an attempt on one’s Alpha’s life was death, or at the very least banishment.
“Excuse me, Miss, you can’t be in here, I’m sorry. Only relatives at this time, preferably just the next of kin,” said a young doctor in pink scrubs.
“I’m his mate,” I said softly.
She looked shocked. She, of course, recognised him as the former alpha. She did not try to disagree with me or trouble me further. She just nodded and walked away as if not surprised that the alpha’s supposed “luna” was not his real mate.
“Who is the next of kin?” I asked, curiosity and jealousy nagging at me.
The doctor glanced at her file. “Maze Mason, his son and current alpha,” she said matter-of-factly.
Relief swept over me. I knew it was petty and childish but I was happy not to hear his wife’s name come out of her mouth. I thought of my Friday at the mention of Maze, her mate. Friday’s father had just shot her mate’s father. What kind of crazy train had I let my only daughter board? This was essentially my doing, my poor choices. My fault. Water droplets hit Malachi’s hand, the one I was grasping and stroking gently. It took me a little while to realise the water droplets were just my own tears finally falling. I took a deep breath, trying to come down. Malachi stirred.
“Malachi?!” I cried anxiously, gripping his large hand a bit tighter. He gr0aned and slowly opened his grey eyes.
“Malachi!” I squeaked, rushing forwards k!ssing his forehead, his cheeks and the tip of his nose. I k!ssed his forehead and planted k!sses along his jawline and neck. He chuckled happily and then winced as if it hurt to laugh.
“Baby, I’m so happy you’re ok,” murmured Malachi, gazing up at me and squeezing my hand, using it to pull me to him.
Even in his wounded state, he was so strong. I stumbled a little and ended up half-lying against the uninjured side of his c.hest, siting on the left side of the bed.
“You’re happy that I’m ok?” I asked incredulously. Was it the paink!llers? Were they making him loopy?
“Yeah,” breathed Malachi, closing his eyes. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and I quickly wiped them away and k!ssed the paths they had travelled on his cheeks.
“I thought he had gotten to you first,” Malachi explained. “Before coming to me.”
“You thought Farris had shot me?” I asked, my eyes wide.
“Or worse, t0rtured you first and then shot you or something,” Malachi said. “I was scared out of my mind. I…Felicity listen…enough is enough. I’m tired of this.”
I stiffened. I was terrified he was trying to be rid of me again like when he rejected me for being a rogue in my youth although he claimed that had been to protect me from his father. I waited with bated breath for the rest of his epiphany.
“I don’t want to waste anymore time…not a single second of it, living a life I don’t really want. We can take all necessary precautions to be safe and away from my Dad and your ex-husband. Besides, Dad is so old now…” Malachi trailed off.
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I bit my l!p. The anxiety was k!lling me but I did not want to rush him to talk in this state anyway. It must be such a h.uge effort for him. He was rambling a bit. I had noticed Maze did that too sometimes when he was trying to express an emotion for once. I had asked Fang to eavesdrop a little. I had been so worried when Maze had initially rejected Friday. I did not want her feeling second best her whole life. She already felt that way because of not shifting when she came of age.
“What I’m trying to say is…Felicity, you’re my mate, my true Luna, the love of my life and I hope it’s not too late to ask you to be my wife,” said Malachi softly gazing up at me.
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I wanted to spend the decades that passed with you too. Let;’s do that now. I don’t want to waste another day. I’m in love with you, Felicity and I have been for over twenty-five years. I don’t deserve you or your forgiveness but you deserve the happiness I stole from you and from myself. Please, marry me Felicity and make me the happiest man alive,” Malachi said, his grey eyes alight.
“I really hope this isn’t the morphine talking,” I said, sniffling, as tears streamed down my cheeks
Maze’s POV
If she had sp0tted or smelt us she showed no signs of it. The four men seemed engrossed in their conversation. Thaddeus pushed me back behind the curve of the hallway where we were out of sight. He did not say anything but I immediately knew what he was doing.
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