Married To The Cursed Lycan King by JaneChunli

Chapter 25 

Aurora’s Pov: 

I sat at the back passenger’s seat, gawking at the busy hustling and bustling streets, occupied by a mass of people going about their different businesses. Upon telling him that I’d manage on my own, he has that inkling that I will escape. I have nowhere to run to if I decided to make a run for my life. I can’t return to my father’s house and I certainly didn’t have a place to go. I narrowed my eyes to the piece of paper in my grip. Mr Smith had written down his daughter’s name and it was a nice one. Ella. He also wrote down her hospital ward and the name of the hospital. I couldn’t tell what nervous system made me act so quickly and to say those words. I wasn’t trying to use his daughter as a route to go out often but it does come in handy. I don’t know how the outside world works or the new and latest inventions. Caged from teenhood to enter a marriage where I have to take permission before I do anything. It felt like from the start I wasn’t granted freedom, I never experienced freedom or what it was like. I must be answerable to someone. I wasn’t granted the ability to shift, I was isolated only to be married off. 

I heaved a tired breath, folding the piece of paper as I gazed out of my window again. My gaze flew at one of the billboards where Otto’s picture hung. This man must be very influential. I mean, basically, everyone knew him. Even the tiniest of creatures knew of him. Suddenly, my mind. transported back to the incident that transpired between us. He must have viewed me as a ridiculous being. How would I have known he wasn’t drowning but technically seating beneath the water. I got all drenched for nothing. 

“How much distance?” I looked at the back of the driver’s. Pulling back to the present. 

“Just 10 minutes more, Ma’am.” He responded. 

I busied my eyes for the whole drive to the city hospital uptown. A couple of minutes passed until he halted the car in front of a modern majestic erected building looking more like a skyscraper. I alighted from the car and he followed suit but I stopped him. 

“I will go by myself.” I said to him and I saw reluctance in his eyes. 

“I’m sorry Ma’am but Sir said to keep you within my sight,” said the driver. His eyes clearly said he’d follow me anywhere. 

Why didn’t I think of this when Otto gave me the permission to go? Why didn’t I think of the possibilities of him giving this order? What did he think of me? I had already given him my word I wouldn’t do what he was thinking. 

“I’m not a child, you should keep watch over. I’m fine. You should stay here and watch the car. You don’t need to follow me inside,” I told him in a voice that was more of an order. “I will feel uncomfortable if you follow me around.” 

“But I’m just trying to heed to Sir’s orders,” he protested. 

“And I’m your Sir’s wife.” I said. “Do you think I will try something funny? I’m visiting a friend and 

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after I’m done, I will come out so no need to follow me inside.” The look across my face was plain and straight and I didn’t know where the confidence to say those words came from. I usually hardly utter a word but to be obedient to every demand. 

I was speechless as it is. But I wanted to experience what freedom felt like even though it would be momentarily. Living with Otto, I had experienced a little. I watched his parted mouth and he was about to argue more but no words came out of his mouth. I gave him a small smile and a small pat on his shoulder. 

“I ain’t going anywhere.” I walked in with the fruit basket I had bought with the money I was supposed to buy a phone with. I walked in, the scent of pills wafted in the air, twisting my stomach a little. The hospital scent was so strong, it twisted my stomach the most. I marched straight toward a high counter and behind it were two men and a few women dressed in blue coats. I have never been to the hospital my entire life. Even when I was down with a high fever in my father’s house, I wasn’t taken to the hospital. 

It didn’t bother my father to take me to the hospital. He literally watched me slowly close my eyes in death. He felt every dime he wasted and the ones he would waste, I wasn’t worthy of them. It was a waste of money to him. Why? Because I couldn’t do the one thing every first daughter of the clan did. I was basically a curse to him. I regained consciousness after a servant took care of me and nursed me back to health. 

One day, I mustered the courage to ask him why he hated me. I wanted to know if I had my wolf with me, would he have treated me differently and nicely? The way he treated Maya and her mother. He doted on them like he was some simp. Would he have loved me as a father would! toward his daughter? I grew up without knowing what a father’s love was like. 

I was three when my mom left me for the underworld. I couldn’t even remember her face properly. I couldn’t recognize her anymore. Elizabeth, my stepmother, had all her photos taken down the day she showed up on our doorstep so I had little memories of her and her face has become vague in my memory. 

“If I had my wolf, would you have seen me in a new light? Would you have loved me?” Hot tears. bubbled in my eyes and I had wanted him to say yes but his next words sucked dry the blood and water in my system. 

“Your mother’s sacrilegious act could very well be the reason you haven’t been given the goddess gift. Your inability to shift and you are nothing but an empty shell, Aurora. The goddess must have a reason to have you unable to shift.” 

His voice and words slithered through me, causing the tears in my eyes to fall. I was nothing but a pain in the ass to him.. 

“Hello Miss, how may we help you?” A male nurse asked, pulling me from my reverie. 

“Umm…..” My l*ps trembled. I usually go with someone like Malena but if I wanted to know what it felt like not to need anyone’s help in this cold dark lonely world, I felt being Otto’s wife is the better option. “I’m looking for Ella Smith. She’s in ward 5.” 

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“Yea?” The male nurse scanned the registry with his eyes for a fleeting moment and raised his gaze to me. “Who are you to the patient?” 

“A close relative.” I forced a smile on my face, and the nurse made me sign some papers. I left for ward 5. Searching the wards opposite each other until my eyes landed on ward 5. I pushed the door open, peeking in but I saw no one in there. The room was empty. Including the bed. I wondered if this was the right room or did Mr Smith make a mistake about the ward. Maybe I’m in the wrong room. I whirled around to leave when the door abruptly opened, jolting me a little. 

An elderly looking woman emerged, clothed in loose cream pants and a dull blue blouse. Her blonde hair hung on her shoulders, complimenting her beautiful aged face. When her eyes fell on me, she raised a brow in question. 

“And 

you are?” 

“Ohh. Mr Smith, your husband sent me.” I replied with a smile. I didn’t know why I assumed that but there was a little resemblance on her face. The old lady continued to look at me like I was some strange creature. 

Feeling uncomfortable, I let out a nervous chuckle. Shifting my eyes to the young looking woman, probably my age, beside her. She has the Iv pole attached to her hand as her mother continued to murder me with her eyes. 

“He sent me instead because he’s busy and couldn’t make it. So I came instead and here,” I handed the fruit basket consist of varieties of fruits. The old lady stared at me to her heart content and my hand was beginning to ache before she reached out to take the basket from me and drop it on the nightstand beside the bed. 

“And who do you say you are?” She reiterated. 

I didn’t know how to introduce myself. Introduce myself as someone close to Mr Smith or as Otto’s wife. Well, I chose the latter for Mr Smith would have made me known to them. 

“I’m Otto’s wife, the wife of the man your husband is working for.” I plastered on the brightest smile I could ever give. “I overheard him, saying on the phone he can’t make it so I came instead.” 

A snort escaped the girl who looked like my agemate. I watched her walk over to her bed and sat down on it. Her mom helping her by placing the pillows to support her back. “Two months has already gone by and he still can’t visit his ill daughter. What sort of a father behaves that way?” 

“Actually I’m kinda involved in why he couldn’t come.” I gaped at her pale white face, deviod of blood. She wore a head warmer while wearing that glare across her face. 

“I don’t care to know.” She hissed, distasteful. “A father that chooses his job over his family…… 

“So he sent you here?” The older woman asked. 

“Yea.” I wore a nervous smile. “He sent me here in his stead but he promised to come next time……. 

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“He should forget it,” Ella waved off a finger in the air. “He already exhausted the alloted time he ought to have visited. He shouldn’t bother coming.” 

“He’s very sorry.” I prompted. “He feels terrible for not showing up but he meant good.” My mind drifted off, recalling the sad look in his eyes. My father never had that look in his eyes for me. It hurt me that the one person who I should confide in was the one who’s causing me misery. I felt a little envious, seeing that look in Mr Smith’s eyes for his daughter. 

Just then the door opened and it was the doctor. He walked in, wearing a mixture of expressions across his face. “I have good and bad news,” he stated in a strained voice. “Which one do you want to hear first?” 

“The bad news,” the old lady said. Becoming anxious immediately. 

“Well her cancer has reached the 3rd stage which is close to fatal and the radiation therapy we did on her yesterday proved the contaminated blood cells are overpowering the healthy cells so either we replaced the contaminated cells with the healthy ones or we do a stem cell transplant which requires a donor.” 

“What’s the chances of her surviving?” The old lady asked with a gloom look across her face queried. Trying her best not to sob. Blinking the little tears in her eyes away. 

“I can’t tell. The prognosis is quite challenging but I have to do my very best to see she survives it.” The doctor assured with a smile. 

I walked out of the hospital. Lost in train of my thoughts. I thought I was the only one going through hell but there’s literally someone in there fighting for her life. I froze on the spot when a bike in high speed sprinted past me, almost colliding with me but two pairs of strong hands. grabbed me and pulled me to themselves. Saving me. I looked up and saw a familiar face but I have forgotten where Ive seen that face. 

His blue eyes smiled at me, matching the one on his l*ps. 

“Easy there, are you trying to kill yourself once again?” His soft voice said. And that’s when I recalled his face. The guy who defended me at phone section of the mall. 

Third Person Pov 

From a distance. A camera from a corner was taking shots after shots at the glued to each other. Not pulling away. 

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