The Were CEO’s Secret

Thirty Nine – Prepare for War.

(Dream Care hospital)

Johnson narrowed his eyes at the Doctor has he checked on Cherry’s injuries. The doctor flinched on seeing his inert stare.

He hurried out of the ward when he was done.

“What did he say?” Johnson asked Cherry, his phone rang. “Wait, it’s a warrior.” He placed it on his ears. His eyed widened then dimmed.

“What did he say?” Cherry asked back, when he cut the call.

Johnson threw the phone to the ground, smashing it. Cherry pressed her lips together, no longer interested in what the warrior had said.

“The doctor said I’d be fine. He removed pieces of the knife. And I’d be here for a while. I don’t know why I am not healing well.” She shrugged.

Johnson gazed at her worriedly. “You’d be fine.” He looked away from her. “Everything will be fine.” Cherry sensed some doubt in those words.

The door slammed open and the lead warrior appeared, fuming and breathing heavily.

Johnson glazed at him, he was in no mood to deal with his outbursts and anger issues but he was used to it, some part of it.

The lead warrior punched the wall.

“Alpha! You sent assassins to Alpha Luciana? You started a damn war! Did you think those humans could kill her?”

He moved closer to the Alpha. “She had her warriors. She isn’t like you who don’t take your warriors along with you but send them on suicide missions.”

Someone slapped his across the face, Johnson gasped. “Cherry, you could have let him vent?” he said calmly.

The lead warrior turned to her slowly. Cherry’s eyes glowed yellow.

“Stop right there! How dare you speak to your Alpha with such audacity! You should speak with a low voice and heads down. Bastard!”

The lead warrior went back from the Alpha. Cherry exhaled. “Now, apologize!”

“I really wish it was your mouth that was broken and not your leg. Should I do the honor?” he leered at her broken leg, covered in bandages.

“What?” Cherry moved back but Johnson punched the lead warrior on the jaw and he stumbled backwards.

“Vent on me not on Cherry, you hear me!” His eyes were red and he emitted a threatening aura. Cherry looked down with a smirk.

The lead warrior heaved, “I’m sorry, Alpha. It won’t happen again.”

Cherry sighed. That was always his line.

“Get out. If I caused a war, then prepare for war.”

The lead warrior bowed to his Alpha words and stormed off.

“The death of his brother is going to his head.” Cherry spat and returned to her bed.

Johnson rolled his eyes. “It should. They were twins. Or was it triplets! But I don’t care, he should know his place.”

His eyes assumed their normal color.

“I could have handled him. Broken leg or not. I am a Delta wolf, he’s a warrior wolf. Sometimes lead warrior wolfs think they can beat Deltas. They’re wrong.” Cherry scoffed.

Johnson exhaled, rubbing his hands together. “Get some sleep. Start getting used to this place. You won’t be coming home till I handled that masked man.”

Cherry nodded. “Good luck. And if it’s Nathan. Keep your side of the deal. Capture him alive and bring it to me while I’d be a good patient.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Johnson smiled.

He left the ward by four hoping to go to a meeting at six after a two and half hour ride. He knew it won’t work but he couldn’t run there as a wolf. He had human workers to worry about.

A small girl bumped into him as he was cornering out of the wards.

“Oops, sorry, big sir.” She ran off to a nurse. The nurse smiled at him and left with the little girl. There was another little girl ahead of them.

“Isn’t that Macy? Stephanie’s sister?” His wolf, Zeke, said to him. He turned and studied the girl. “She changed hairstyles.” He said, nonchalantly.

So what if it was her? He didn’t want anything with them… yet.

And it must’ve been her twin sister who bumped into him as she didn’t recognize him.

“Stephanie is with them. I sense her. What is she doing in this hospital?” Zeke said again.

“It’s not my business too.” Johnson asserted.

“Fine. Stephanie is the closest to Nathan, who is the possible man who stabbed Cherry. Cherry is in his hospital. And so is Stephanie. It’s not your business.”

Zeke then stayed mute at the back of his head.

Johnson sighed. What was the worst Stephanie could do to Cherry? Cherry wasn’t defenseless. He moved a step before finally returning.

“Zeke, you better be onto something. I am losing very precious time, here?” but Zeke didn’t reply. “I’d check what she’s doing and leave.”

Stephanie cornered to a ward and Johnson was quick enough to see her. Knowing his presence would alarm her, he hid at the next room.

A doctor walked besides Stephanie. “Yes, dear. It’s a surprise. Come in with your family.” The doctor ushered them into a room.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

When the door was closed, Johnson sneaked out and stood besides the door, trying to use his wolf hearing to eavesdrop.

Stephanie looked expectantly at the doctor. She only wanted to visit her father with her family after their last attempt failed.

She didn’t want the doctor reporting they’ve tried their last resort but would try more. She didn’t want her little siblings losing hope on their dad.

The doctor injected a syringe into her dad’s body and jerked him a little. Macy frowned. Why was the doctor jerking her daddy?

Her father’s hand jerked again and she looked closer to be sure no one had jerked it. “He’s moving.” It was more question than statement.

“Yes, he woke up this morning. I believe that I’ve finally found a way to wake him from his coma.” The doctor grinned, proudly.

Mrs. Ernest had her hands in her mouth as her husband slowly jerked to consciousness. Was she dreaming? It wasn’t possible. No, it was.

Different emotions swirled in her. Stephanie held unto her mother’s hand, as her eyes got soggy. “Dad?” she called when the man blinked.

A little grunt replied her and Mr. Ernest opened his eyes and winced. He strained his eyes to gaze over at two little girls looking down at him.

“Are you awake? Is he awake?” The twins ask each other.

The doctor smiled, moving away from the family.

The following moments were touching moments of a family being reunited. Stephanie couldn’t stop her tears from rolling down.

She didn’t want to scare her siblings. They were happy he was awake but they couldn’t fathom how long she’d be hoping for this.

She held unto her mother who had been sobbing, tears of joy. Her father had sat up and was trying to look at them for longer but he’s eyes fell back.

“It’s fine. You should rest.” Stephanie squeezed his hand, gently.

He smiled. “I’m okay. Steph.”

Stephanie’s heart felt warm. It had been long she heard his voice.