Worthless to Priceless The Alpha’s Rejected Mate novel Chapter 37

AMELIA’S P.O.V

It felt like hours had passed since I had started to feel weak. My fever was worsening a little and I could feel it. It felt like my head was on fire and I felt so weak, almost like someone had run me over with a tractor and left me for dead on the side of the road. I couldn’t move a single limb and I knew the moment I opened my eyes that I was dreaming because I was back in my old pack. I was in my closet sized bedroom and I was sitting on my old and worn sheets.

I wasn’t in the same clothes that I fell asleep in. I was in one of my more common outfits from home. It was a faded grey dress with brown leather slippers. My hair was in a braid over my shoulder and I knew I didn’t have the energy to do it myself.

Even in my dream, I was completely weak and it felt like a chore to get up from the bed but I managed to do it. I had to brace my hands on the wall and the dresser so I wouldn’t fall over and my legs felt so shaky, almost like they hadn’t been used in a very long time. I tried to take a step and my knees buckled so hard that I thought they would break. I fell on the bed and I let out a groan as my side hit the edge of the bed. I honestly thought I had bruised a rib.

“You should be resting,” I heard a voice and I turned sharply to see who had said it but there was no one else in the room with me.

I honestly thought I had started to hallucinate or that it was my sub conscious. I waited to see if the person would speak again but when they didn’t I tried to rise to my feet. I managed to get to my feet but I couldn’t move, so I settled back in bed and I felt my body groan in protest at how much I had strained it in just a few seconds.

“You are so stubborn,” I heard the voice say again and this time I turned so fast that I felt a crick in my neck. I grasped the spot as the pain threatened to blind me and it wasn’t until I had calmed down that I spoke.

“Who are you?” I asked. “Why can’t I see you?”

“I’m in your head,” the voice said in exasperation. “I appeared to you before you slept earlier. I knew you needed to rest so I decided to speak to you through your dreams. My name is Tara and I am your wolf, Amelia.”

I suddenly remembered the voice in my head just before I managed to fall asleep and just like that, all the memories barreled back to me and the predominant feeling was glee that I was finally going to shift. I had so many questions but they all blurred through my head and only one could come out.

“What am I doing here?”

“I needed to take you somewhere that you were used to so I could talk to you. I would have used your new room but you don’t have as much emotional attachments to it as you do to this room. This is where you grew up and it was easier to bring you here.”

“Can I talk to you all the time?”

She laughed softly and somehow I knew she was nodding. I didn’t know how I knew; it was just a feeling, almost like I could see her doing it without actually seeing her do it.

“Yes you can,” she said. “I am always with you even when you can’t feel me. This is our primary way of talking. Think of me like a companion at the back of your mind. I only take control when you’re in wolf form or when you get a rush of emotion and cannot control it.”

“What do you look like?”

“You’ll find out once you are better and you manage to shift for the first time.” She assured me. “We can’t talk for long because the longer I engage you, the weaker your body gets because you aren’t having enough rest. I can answer your major questions then I have to send you back to sleep.”

I was excited to find out and I could feel myself itching to stand up and try shifting but I knew I would fall on my face. I was still weak and I still felt sick.

“Why didn’t you come out earlier?”

Before falling asleep, I remembered her saying something about how she couldn’t earlier but I didn’t quite understand her and I wanted her to expand. I wanted to know what made me a late bloomer and why I spent so long being ridiculed for being wolf less and why she didn’t come out to help me all those times and prove them wrong.