warning? Since when have you two been lenient?”
Everyone turned to her, shocked.
“Heather, quiet down. The decision has been made. You need to accept that. Let’s go.” Darien ordered in a firm voice, reaching out to grab his daughter’s arm.
“Well, I don’t think you’ve noticed, but your decision sucks,” Heather spat as she pulled away from him. He could see the anger growing in her eyes.
“Darien, control your daughter, this instance,” Malcolm ordered, his voice a low rumble.
“Heather, don’t be foolish. I understand that you don’t get along with young Miss Carvalho, but the decision has been made. Don’t let your opinion of someone get in the way of your decision making and good judgment. That’s today’s lesson. Let’s go, if I have to say it again, you won’t like what happens.” Darien firmly grabbed Heather’s arm, but she pulled away from him quickly, phasing in almost an instant before anybody could stop her in pure anger.
It took less than a second, but before Samantha knew what was happening she was laying on her back on the balcony, the bright sunlight burning her eyes. There was a dull pain in her side where Heather had rammed into her and a searing pain in her back, from the glass shards of the door tearing into her skin. She watched with blurry vision as Heather went to run at her again, but Riley, in his wolf form, jumped in front of her, his rust color fur the last thing Samantha saw before she lost consciousness.
CHAPTER 4
Alex paced back and forth in Samantha’s hospital room. The whole pack sat in the waiting area at the end of the corridor, waiting for Alex to tell them when Samantha had awakened. Alex stopped and stared at Samantha. She had been unconscious for about three hours, her back torn up severely from being knocked through the glass door. She also had a concussion and a bruised rib. Alex rubbed her temples and she continued to pace.
Samantha opened her eyes and groaned. She tried to sit up, but pain shot through her back. She looked around the room, realizing that she was in the hospital. She saw that Alex was pacing on the other side of the room and she tried to sit up again.
“Alex?” She whispered.
Alex spun around and rushed to Samantha’s side, “thank goodness you’re awake…” She pushed a little red buzzer on the wall and a few moments later a nurse rushed in.
“Is everything alright?” The nurse asked.
“She’s awake…” Alex replied softly.
“I’ll go get the doctor then…” The nurse responded quickly, running out of the room.
Alex turned her attention back to Samantha, “are you alright? How are you feeling?”
“I could be better…” Samantha replied, her tone almost bitter through the pain.
“Well…you were walking backwards and “fell” into a glass door as far as hospital officials are concerned,” Alex muttered softly.
Samantha nodded slowly, “alright…and what about Heather? She did help me fall, you know.”
“Well, it’s not official, but I heard that Malcolm is making Darien remove all of Heather’s chances of inheriting alpha-ship. It will either go to Jessica or one of the boys, since Malcolm doesn’t think someone with Heather’s anger problems can be in charge of an entire pack. He’s also forcing her to go to anger management with a counselor of his choice, and she has to take etiquette classes with him every Tuesday after school. But, you know, unofficially.” Alex responded as she lowered her voice to a whisper.
Samantha smiled to herself through the throbbing pain in her head, “Good, she deserves it.”
Melody and Dr. Lévesque, Charlotte’s father, walked into the room together. Samantha smiled, happy that her aunt and family friend were the doctors tending to her. Melody sat beside Samantha and took her hand carefully in her. Samantha smiled softly and closed her eyes, exhausted.
“How are you