The Alpha Train (Christina and Sebastian) novel Chapter 425

Chapter 16

Sebastiana

The first thing I see when I wake up is Shane’s grey–green eyes watching me.

“Hey.” I say. I turn just enough for pain to shoot through my midsection, and I groan.

“Hey, don’t move,” he says, rushing to stand beside me.

“What happened?” I ask.

“My name is Dr. Whit. What do you remember Alpha Sebastiana?” a voice I don’t recognize asks. A woman in a lab coat walks into my line of vision on the opposite side of the bed.

I frown, thinking. “The Beast,” I say, remembering being on the platform as the huge, steel beam came flying at me. I didn’t have time to get out of reach before it hit me right in the side. I’ve heard multiple times that The Beast is about more than just physical strength and the fourth challenge is about stopping to assess the danger before leaping into it. Because I am who I am, I leaped first and I paid the price for it.

“How bad is it?” I ask.

“Three cracked ribs. You’re out of sparring for two days minimum. You’ll have to come back in two days for x–rays and if you’re healed enough, you can get back to it. If not, I’ll assess you daily until you are,” she

says.

I nod. That’s not surprising.

“Your parents called. They asked you to call them once you’re awake,” she says.

I nod. I’m sure Dane and maybe Ryan called to tell them what happened.

“What time is it?” I ask.

“It’s nearly five o’clock. I sedated you so that you could begin healing. If you’re feeling up to it, I will release you, but you’re welcome to stay here for the night,” she says.

“No thanks,” I say, ready to get out of here. I’ll sleep better in my own bed.

“I’m going to give you some low–level pain medication to help you sleep. But you’re young and

healthy, so I expect you won’t need them after tonight.”

“Thank you.”

“I’d tell you to be careful, but I know that’s not an option here,” she says, before sliding an arm under my shoulders and helping me to sit up.

I grit my teeth against the pain and close my eyes to force back the tears that threaten to come.

“Breathe, Alpha,” Dr. Whit says. “Catch your breath, then we’ll get you off the bed.”

“I can help her down, doctor,” Shane says.

“I’ve got it,” I say, putting my hands on the bed and getting ready for the rush of pain.

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