The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 124: Chapter 124

Jordan POV
I didn’t remember much. I remembered feeling pain. I remembered the arrow being shot into my shoulder, and the agony as Lilith tried to heal me. I dimly remembered Stefanie stabbing me. After that, I remembered nothing, waking up in the hospital bed with Jaxon, Alex, and my mate Blaze staring at me. I felt a tear trail down my cheek.
“Blaze” I whispered, ignoring the doctors who were hastily taking my vitals and undoing my IV “What the hell happened?” Why was I in the hospital? Had my wounds been that bad? I had thought they were merely superficial.
Jaxon and Alex moved back to give us space, their eyes on me as they stayed in the corner of the room. They were smiling and looking relieved. How long had I been out? It felt like it had been only minutes but it had to be longer than that if Alex and Jaxon were here. I frowned. Blaze squeezed my hand. I stared at him, willing him to speak. Why did he look so upset? Was it because I was in the hospital? He looked exhausted, I noted, with dark circles beneath his eyes, and his clothes were crumpled, almost like he’d been sleeping here.
“Sweetheart,” he said urgently “you don’t remember? Stefanie stabbed you and shot you with a bow and arrow. The arrow had poison on it. I gave you my blood but it had very little effect on it, but it did have some. Enough that it looks like you’ve survived.”
Trust that b***h to have poisoned us on top of everything else Lilith snarled from inside of my head. Coward.
Does it really surprise you though? It’s like a backup plan. She’s gone now, Lilith, we don’t have to worry about her anymore. She’s dead. She’s never coming back. Not unless it’s from the grave.
You didn’t see her die though, did you? We saw the life drain out of her eyes but we didn’t see her die completely. What if Blaze helped her again?
Surely he wouldn’t have? But doubt rose in my mind. Besides, we got her in the heart, so she couldn’t possibly have lived this time.
Blaze squeezed my hand. I sucked in a breath. “Blaze,” I said weakly, meeting his eyes “is Stefanie, is she, is she dead?” I stammered, knowing I would be able to tell if he was lying.
His eyes looked haunted now, his expression grave. “She’s gone now, forever, Jordan. We burnt her body and scattered her ashes Jordan. She’s never going to harm a hair on your head ever again” he promised me thickly, his expression grievous.
I let out a relieved sigh. Lilith was grateful. I moved slightly on the bed and winced.
“That will be your scar,” Blaze said grimly, his mouth flattening “from the stab wound. Although it’s healed, it’s still tender. You need to be careful with your movements” he admonished me with concern.
Suddenly I had a moment of panic, placing my hand over my stomach. It was still round, still large but was the baby, okay?
“The baby,” I said, tears pricking the corners of my eyes “The baby Blaze, is she still alive?”
Please god, or moon goddess, let my child be okay. I couldn’t stand the thought that I had lost the most precious thing to me, besides my mate. I fought back my tears as I waited for him to answer.
“At the moment, yes, our child is still alive” he answered “but Jordan, you will have to be careful.”
His tone was deadly serious. I stared at him, wanting some form of clarification.
What did he mean? How careful? Was our child still at risk? I didn’t have that much longer to go. A doctor, a male in a white coat, with salt and pepper hair, cleared his throat, interrupting the both of us, an ultrasound machine beside him. “If you don’t mind, I would like to do another ultrasound on the baby,” he said calmly.
Blaze reluctantly let go of my hand and moved to the foot of the bed. The doctor plugged the machine in and the nurses gently lifted my gown up and covered me with a blanket, exposing my stomach as the doctor put gel onto the probe. I stared up at the monitor, fighting a rising sense of panic. My nails dug into the mattress as I bit my lip, full of anxiety.
“This will be cold” The doctor apologized, placing the probe on my stomach as I inhaled sharply.
Jaxon and Alex subtly moved so they could see the monitor as well and Blaze and I stared at the screen. The doctor began to move the probe around and around. I saw my baby on the screen, kicking her legs, the doctor looking pleased but also a little grim as well.
“The baby is healthy,” he said glancing at us both “but there are certain complications that have arisen due to the stabbing and the poison” he explained with a grimace.
“What kind of complications?” growled Blaze protectively.
The doctor swallowed hard, looking a bit apprehensive. “The umbilical cord is very thin where it is attached to the uterus. The poison has thinned it and if you are not cautious you are at risk of tearing it away completely.”
“So, what does that mean exactly? Surgery?” asked Blaze, as I bit my lip, feeling slightly hysterical.
The doctor shook his head. “It would be far too risky. There is nothing we can do to prevent it from happening. What it means, I’m afraid” he paused and shook his head “is that Jordan will need to be put on bed rest for the next few weeks until she is due to give birth and then she will need a cesarean section, rather than a natural birth.”
“Oh my god” I whispered “Blaze” I hiccupped.
“It’s going to be okay sweetheart” Blaze soothed “It’s just a precaution. We’re going to keep you and our baby safe. Sadly, I think this is something beyond the realm of a shifter’s ability to heal. They can’t replace the umbilical cord that’s been thinned out. It just means we have to be extra cautious. We can do that.”
“That’s correct,” the doctor said with a tight smile “but we will do everything we can to ensure that you give birth to a healthy baby girl Luna Jordan. Please, try not to stress, it’s not good for the baby” he advised, pulling the probe of my stomach and handing Blaze the paper towel to wipe my stomach with. Blaze wiped the gel off and threw the paper towel in the bin, a look of tenderness on his face.
My chin wobbled as I fought back the tears that threatened to spill. The doctor gave me a sympathetic smile. “Your bloods are coming back as normal which is a very good sign, the poison has left your system. You have a very strong wolf ” he said “and while I know that the news, I have given you is distressing, I need you to try and focus on the positive outcome. You are alive Luna Jordan, as is your child.”
I nodded, still feeling completely down. Blaze tenderly pulled my gown down and pulled the blanket up, tucking it in around me so that I was completely wrapped in a cocoon. The doctor sighed. He looked very uncomfortable as Blaze eyed him with a sidelong glance.
“When can I take her home?” Blaze asked hollowly, sounding exhausted.
“Tonight,” the doctor said decisively “I have a few more tests to conduct, and providing they come back clear, she will be discharged. I am certain she will feel better in her own bed and bedroom than in a hospital bed and in the hospital. It will be much better, for her mental health. It is much too depressing here.”
His voice was kind and I gave a nod, wanting to be in my own bed, with Blaze.
The doctor quietly left the room, scribbling in his clipboard, the nurses wheeling away the ultrasound machine and leaving, their heels clacking loudly on the floor before they faded away completely.
“It will be okay Jordan,” Jaxon said, coming over and stroking my hair as I blinked up at him “You’re going to get through this, and at the end of it you’re going to have a baby girl to hold in your arms.”
My breath hitched. Alex squeezed my other hand and nodded, his eyes twinkling.
“But, but what about your wedding?” I wailed “I’m not going to be able to make it now. I didn’t want to miss it either” I said forlornly. I had been looking forward to attending. I was their best man after all. I felt like I was letting them down. Even if it wasn’t my fault.
“Your child takes first priority,” Jaxon said evenly, his eyes flashing.
I saw his eyes go cloudy, as did Alex’s. They were mind-linking each other and Alex was nodding, a small smile on his lips. What on earth were they talking about? Blaze was eyeing them suspiciously. He didn’t like it when he wasn’t a part of the conversation. I smirked at him, enjoying his annoyance.
“We don’t even have a nursery prepared,” I said blurting it out as Blaze blinked at me.
“Huh, what?” he said frowning. He looked a bit distracted, still watching Alex and Jaxon out of the corner of his eyes.
“A nursery,” I said in exasperation and frustration, folding my arms across my chest and pouting “We haven’t prepared one. We haven’t bought anything for the baby” I hissed.
His eyes cleared as realization dawned. “We can plan it tonight when you’re back,” he told me “And I’ll arrange for everything that needs to be bought for our little girl. Don’t worry, everything will be fine. We still have time” he murmured, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it as a spark of electricity pulsed through my body.
“I don’t want pink,” I told him firmly shuddering “Just because she’s a girl does not mean her room has to be pink. I want a different color” I advised him as he nodded, looking completely serious.
“We’ll pick the color together” he promised.
I relaxed. I would have to be content with that. Already I was picturing just what the nursery would look like in my mind. Jaxon and Alex’s eyes returned to normal. There was a mischievous look on their faces. “Alpha Blaze, I was wondering if you would mind if Alex and I stayed for a few days?” Jaxon asked politely.
Blaze looked a little taken aback. I eyed him suspiciously. “Don’t tell me you guys were fighting before I woke up?” I asked him with some annoyance.
He flushed. “No” he denied, a little too quickly for my liking, and turning to Jaxon “of course you can. I’m sure Jordan would love to have your company.”
I nodded enthusiastically. It would be nice to catch up with Jaxon and Alex before they had to go back to their pack. A sudden thought struck me and I glanced at Blaze a little on edge. He still hadn’t answered my question.
“Blaze,” I asked narrowing my eyes “exactly how long have I been out for? You didn’t tell me.”
He shifted uncomfortably on his seat and avoided my gaze. My suspicions grew. There was no way it had been a matter of minutes, considering that they had burnt Stefanie’s body and scattered her ashes.
“Blaze” I repeated it louder “how long have I been out for? How long have I been asleep?” I demanded. I was becoming heated.
“You’re going to have to tell her,” Jaxon said to Blaze who sighed and looked at me guiltily.
I glowered at him. Why was he hesitating? I mean it couldn’t have been longer than a day or two at the most, I thought with a shrug. Right?
“Remember what the doctor said about not stressing” he reminded me as I took deep breaths. “Five days” he supplied, wincing and looking a little ashamed. “We were worried that you might not wake up” he admitted in a hushed voice as I breathed in, a look of utter disbelief on my face.
Five days. I had been out of it for five whole days. I was in a state of disbelief.
I felt lightheaded again and then Blaze leaped forward, catching me in his arms as I felt darkness surrounding me, as I fainted and fell forward on the bed.