Rebirth of Luna Amber

Reene

"Is she going to be okay?" I heard a gruff voice ask as my eyes forced themselves open. The blinding lights, further enhanced by the hospital walls, made me shut them close almost immediately.

"She'll be... Oh! She's awake." Another voice said as the footsteps moved closer to me.

My vision finally got clear and I made to sit up. A sharp pain tore through the small of my back, upwards to my neck inducing a loud wince from me.

"Easy dear." A kind voice advised, as she patted my shoulders, tearing another shout of pain through my throat. That was also commendable considering the fact that my throat was parched and any liquid, warm or cold was welcome at that moment.

"I think the injuries would be healed in a week, considering your heightened genetics." The figure turned towards the other two I hadn't noticed the first time I opened my eyes.

I hissed as I studied the woman. She was dressed in a white coat, the insignia of doctors, accepted worldwide. Her hair was packed in a ponytail, and as she turned to speak to the other two in the ward, I spotted a beautiful tattoo of some foreign characters. Same tattoo that had always fascinated me.

She was our family doctor. The one who had and was still treating me, after my fall. The thought drew a loud groan, soft yet guttural from my throat.

"Reene, are you okay?" Another figure came up, and sat beside me, ignoring the vacant seat beside my bed.

"Mother," I croaked.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" She waved her hands exasperatedly.

I turned my face away, looking through the glass door at the individuals moving to and fro the floors of the hospital.

"You wouldn't speak, would you? Don't you owe us an apology? You jumped off a cliff young lady. Are you that desperate to render us childless?!" A manly voice yelled as he ran his hands frustratedly through his hair.

"Father, mother, can I get some rest?" I questioned, my voice raspy.

Both of them stared at themselves. I might have not noticed their nervous expressions before, but I did now. Beads of sweat covered their foreheads, my father more so. His hands were tucked in his black suit, his Alpha aura oozing from his being.

"Of course, you can get some rest, sweetheart. Your father and I have to go back to the pack house to sort out some things. You'll be good on your own, wouldn't you?" Although my mother was innocently trying to be considerate, that wasn't what I needed at that moment.

The rampaging thoughts running through my head didn't help matters. My lips parted to speak, and at the end, I ended up letting out few words,

"Where is Gabe?" I asked in a soft voice, which had thankfully cleared a bit not to sound like a caw.

My parents turned away simultaneously, avoiding my gaze. They literally looked everywhere. Everywhere, but my face.

Judging from their expressions, I knew the answer. My heart clenched painfully, as the last bit of my hope crashed. Hope that my mate will come back to me. That all that had happened in the past few hours was nothing but a nightmarish prank.

"Reene," my mother began.

"Please, don't... I will be fine on my own." I turned to the side, groaning as the pain on my injured side became more defined.

"Stop acting like a fucking child, Reene! Gabe chose his mate, aren't you supposed to be happy for him? Happy that your friend found his mate?" My father finally lost it, and snapped at me.

Without even turning, I knew my mother would try to soothe his anger by rubbing his shoulders.

My lips curved in a sneer. Of course. I had to be happy for my 'friend.' Hell, I was happy as it was. So happy that I wanted to cry. So fucking happy that I had jumped off a cliff after seeing the one I coveted as my mate enveloping my girlfriend in the most intimate embrace ever.

"Leave." I whispered, my voice barely audible. But I knew they heard. And that was because, the next minute, the door opened and they walked out.