Long Awaited Mate Is A Baby novel Chapter 27

My heart seems to break all over again. My mate thinks I'm dead. My mate thinks that I'm a killer.

"What can I do to get her back?" I murmur.

He sighs. "You're going to have to spend as much time As you can with her. Alone. I think the contact and interaction will help bring her mind back to normal,"

"Doctor," I sigh. "She almost has a panic attack every time I'm near her. I can't be alone with her. She'll scream her head off the whole time, it won't help,"

But the doctor is already shaking his head. "No, I think it will work, Alpha. If Allie starts to get scared, remind her of a good memory between the two of you, try and comfort her. Don't smother her, but let her warm up to you. She will, with time. Be patient with her,"

When he stops speaking, Allie screams again, as if sensing what's happening.

"Are you sure this will work?" I whisper. I don't think this is going to end well.

"I'm positive. Just trust it,"

Eventually, Allie cries herself out and falls asleep, though it seems to take her forever. She keeps mumbling in half consciousness, before waking herself up again.

But finally, she falls asleep completely, and after thirty minutes of quiet, I know she'll stay that way for a while.

I glance over to her unconscious form on the floor and notice that she's still curled up, her head resting on her knees. It looks highly uncomfortable.

So in a spur of the moment decison, I walk over to my mate and lift her up into my arms with ease. She's longer, and heavier than she was the last time I held her, but she's still Allie. Still my baby girl.

I manage to walk over to the bed without waking her, and I place her on the hospital bed as gently as I can.

She stirs a little once I place her down, but not enough to wake her up.

I lay her head back on the pillow and cover her up with the thin hospital quilt, hoping she won't get cold with the little protection it offers.

Once she's settled, I go to walk away back to my chair, but I can't. Its like my feet are glued to the floor, or more accurately, my heart to Allie.

So to try and calm my wolf and myself, I lightly kiss Allie's forehead, so softly that it couldn't possibly wake her up.

Allie breaths in sharply, and presses herself further into the wall, her face pale and her eyes terrified.

When she doesn't respond I try again, noticing how there's a faint red mark on the side of her arm where she must have fallen.

"Baby, are you okay?" I reach my hand out to brush a piece of hair from my face, but Allie notices and swipes my hand away in a flash.

"Don't call me that!" she yells, tears running down her beautiful face. "You can't,"

Suddenly the doctors words from earlier come back to me: "Remind her of a good memory between the two of you," So I try and use that to my advantage.

"Why not?" I murmur. "I've always called you that, rememember? You never wanted me to call you Allie, always baby, and you wouldn't let anyone else but me call you-"

"Stop!" Allie cries. "That was Kaden, not you. You're not him! Stop trying to trick me and tell me you are!"

Even though her words cut straight to my heart, I keep on going. This has to help her come back to me.