Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: 57-The Ugly Nurse

Helanie:

I was given tranquilizers for hours, but as I slept, the horrifying events from the night of the Alphas—and the faces of Lamar and Sydney—kept replaying in my nightmares. By the time I woke up, I realized it was already too late.

"Please don’t get up. You need to rest," said the nurse beside my bed, but the way she pressed her fingers firmly into my shoulder to push me back down made it clear she wasn’t thrilled about caring for me.

"I just want to know... did the exam start today?" I asked in a hoarse, strained voice.

"Huh? I’m not here to find things out for you. Why can’t you just stay quiet and rest?" she replied, sounding exasperated.

I didn’t understand. Why was she so irritated with me?

"Is she awake again? We can’t keep pausing the movie," another nurse grumbled as she walked in, and that’s when it dawned on me why they seemed so bothered.

"Go to sleep, okay?" the nurse by my bed ordered, throwing me a sharp look before turning around to speak with her colleague. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

"She keeps waking up," I overheard her complain as they both exited, slamming the door shut behind them.

"Can I get some wa—" I started to ask, but the loud slam cut me off. I glanced around for water but found nothing within reach.

I rested my head back, staring up at the ceiling. No. I wouldn’t let them treat me like this. They were here to take care of me, and I refused to be seen as a burden just because they couldn’t enjoy the luxuries of the farmhouse.

I noticed an empty glass on the small table beside me. Moving my arm was difficult, as I’d been bedridden for a while and hadn’t moved my muscles after that incident. A cast covered my little finger—a reminder of the extent of the injuries Lamar and Sydney had inflicted on me.

With effort, I carefully stretched my arm and nudged the glass until it tipped over and crashed to the floor, shattering with a loud noise that was sure to attract the attention of the nurses and doctors outside.

The door swung open, and they rushed in, panic clear in their eyes. The nurse, whose name tag read "Prim," rolled her eyes once she realized what had happened.

"Did you freaking smash it?" she hissed, hunched over and snarled like an angry dog.

"I did," I replied calmly, unafraid as she advanced toward me.

"Who the heck does she think she is?" the other nurse demanded, glancing at the doctor, who merely shrugged. What kind of people were assigned to care for wounded werewolves?

These people lacked even a hint of compassion.

"And may I ask why? Are you going to clean it up?" Prim yelled as she stomped closer. Did she really think I wouldn’t tell Kaye how she was treating me? Or did she assume she could lie to him?