Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate-Chapter 268: Wake Up

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Chapter 268: Wake Up

[Margaret’s POV]

When I became aware of the sudden brightness in front of me, a surge of intense pain from my right shoulder and half of my body came crashing over me. I let out a stifled groan that was unbearable, but the sound and my breath only bumped against the oxygen mask on my face, failing to make much noise.

The fact that Donald could hear such a faint sound at all was actually quite remarkable.

My head felt heavy and foggy, and I was extremely sleepy, yet there was a voice above my head calling to me incessantly!

I was incredibly familiar with this voice; it was like an excellent painkiller or tranquilizer, inexplicably comforting me.

"Margaret? Baby, you’re finally awake! Don’t rush to move, the effect of the anesthesia in your body has just worn off, and your shoulder must be hurting a lot, right? I’ll call Ace over right away to give you a painkiller injection, just bear with it a bit longer."

Donald’s voice was filled with a mix of emotions—happiness, distress, and urgency—all of which rushed into my ears at once!

I squinted, trying to see him, but the morning light was just as piercing to my eyes at that moment. It took a good while before I could clearly make out the Lycan King in front of me.

"Are you... alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

My voice must have been very weak, but I was sure Donald heard every word.

His hot breath and kisses landed first on my forehead and then gently on my eyelashes, as if I were the most precious treasure of his life. "I’m fine, baby, not injured. You... you little fool, I didn’t need you to take that bullet for me. You really scared me to death, baby!"

Donald uttered a heavy sigh, as if a massive stone in his heart had finally and truly hit the ground.

At that moment, my sluggish brain couldn’t support me in analyzing the love and tenderness behind Donald’s words.

Just as I was about to say something else to him, several doctors in white coats suddenly swarmed around my hospital bed. I figured they must have been the ones who snatched me back from death.

So, I really wasn’t dead. Angel had aimed that shot at Donald’s life, and I only suffered a minor injury. Thinking about it, it seemed that Donald and I had come out ahead.

Having come to this conclusion somewhat unexpectedly, I was hit by a wave of sleepiness welling up inside me, and my eyes slowly closed again.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when I woke up again, Donald was still by my bedside, with a very beautiful and kind-looking lady sitting next to him.

Donald’s eyes, very similar to hers, were deep and bright, and looked incredibly beautiful. However, Donald had a more intimidating presence and depth, not quite as gentle as her.

"It looks like she’s awake, Donald," I heard her say softly.

Donald immediately turned his head toward me, his eyes twinkling with joy as he hurriedly asked, "Baby, are you awake? Do you want some water? How are you feeling now, is there any discomfort anywhere? Take your time, there’s no need to rush!"

Donald’s barrage of questions came at me like machine gun fire, leaving me somewhat overwhelmed. I stared at him blankly, not knowing which question to answer first!

Fortunately, the beautiful lady beside us couldn’t bear to see me confused for long. She seemed to pat the excited Donald, then turned to me with a gentle voice asking, "Your shoulder shouldn’t hurt as much now, right? The doctor just gave you pain medication. Do you want to drink some water or go to the bathroom?"

I looked at the lovely lady, and after a moment, responded with a hoarse voice, "I’d like some water, thank you."

At my words, she smiled slightly and said, "No need to thank me. Whatever you want to do or need, just tell me directly. Donald is a bit rough and might not be the best at taking care of the sick. This is his first time."

I could hear the teasing tone she had towards Donald, and while guessing her identity in my mind, I returned a light smile and turned to look at Donald again.

The description of him as ’rough’ was accurate; he seemed to have forgotten to introduce me to this lady!

Donald raised the hospital bed, fed me a bit of warm water, and asked me with tender eyes if I wanted more.

I shook my head, somewhat frustrated with his obtuseness at this moment; he didn’t seem to notice the curiosity and questions in my eyes. Indeed, it often seemed I had to fend for myself!

Glancing at the beautiful lady behind him, I smiled gently and said warmly, "Thank you for visiting me, Empress Dowager! I really didn’t expect our first meeting to be like this, I’m so sorry."

Seemingly not expecting a patient to be the first to break the ice, both Licia and Donald looked at me in surprise.