The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 93

Zayd had been annoyed when everyone crowded his room, eating from the two casserole dishes Marcia brought. They were situated in the middle of the bed, both containing different contents.

It was nothing special as Marcia said. She did something simple, and yet it tasted extraordinary. She made some tacos; the homemade tortillas were in one dish and the minced meat topped with shredded cheese was in the other. It seemed she made enough for everybody, and Dantae had taken a plate with him, dishing out enough to serve two people for himself.

He’d then taken a seat on the bedside table and started eating before everybody else.

Marcia had laughed and told the others to dig in…now there was barely anything in both dishes. Dantae had come for a third serving and Zayd was just…well, he kept telling everyone except Quinn to leave.

He seemed annoyed, yet he ate along with them. There was barely space to sit, the one small hospital bed occupied six persons all at once…

But it was nice…the conversations and the laughs made Quinn feel at ease. It was something she never experienced around a table with her old family, much less on a hospital bed.

The table had always been silent and filled with tension. Delilah and Derrick had tried to create conversation, but it made no sense, since Kathrine wouldn’t get involved if Quinn was.

Now though, everyone was united. There was no malice or tension…was this what a real and happy family looked like?

Quinn folded her forth tortilla around the filling inside, taking three bites out of it before it was gone.

“No, Marcia…what the f*ck did you put in this sh*t? What meat did you even use?” Dantae asked out of the blue.

“Language…Isabella is here too and it’s deer meet…”

“And what did you put in it?”

“Just seasoning…washed, chopped and seasoned it last night, then put it back in the fridge until this morning.”

“Every time you cook, I hate the chef back at the canteen even more. I don’t even want to eat there anymore.”

“You’d better…or ask Rachel to cook for you.”

“And you think she will? That Jezebel would prefer it if I starved.”

“You know that’s not true…you’re the one always provoking her.”

“That’s a li~”

“It’s true.” Dantae glared over at Frederick, who shrugged as he stood up.

“What? It’s true.” He turned to Marcia. “Thanks for the food, I have a call to make.”

As soon as he walked out, Marcia started to whisper. “He’s probably going to call Lyla. Those lovebirds…it must be a torture to be so far from each other.”

“Who’s Lyla?” Quinn curiously asked.

“His mate…she isn’t here right now. She left a year back to study for business. She’ll be taking over her father’s company, in about another year or two, she’ll be in charge of financially supporting the pack. Frederick should’ve gone too, he wanted to, but he has a job here to do…he’s the gamma.”

Quinn’s lips pouted subconsciously. “It must be hard, is that why he’s always on his phone?”

“Yeah…”

“Quit pitying him, and making me look bad.” Zayd intervened. “I told him to go, he chose to stay. The pack would’ve been fine without him, I’ll talk to him later, I’ll give a month off… he can use it to go see her.”

“Then will I get a month off too?”

Zayd glared over at Dantae. “No…you deserve to work until you die.”

“Why…?” His eyes became beady; he looked almost pitiful.

“Because Rachel told me so.”

“Come on…she didn’t mean it, she was kidding.”

“No, she did mean it…she came to my office just to tell me to give you extra work. I don’t know what you did, but it must’ve been bad. I don’t understand you people, your relationship is so toxic that I want to break you guys apart.”

“Don’t…we could die without each other.”

“Yeah right…either way, it’s time for you guys to leave. Quinn and I need more privacy, we were having a personal conversation.”

“That can wait…” Marcia flipped him off, packing her dishes and spoons back in the bag and shoving it to Nicholas. “Quinn and I have something to do. She promised to go for a run with me yesterday…right, Quinn?”

Quinn looked over at Zayd before nodding slowly. “I did.”

Zayd’s eyes narrowed. “Goddess, Quinn…don’t tell me you’re going to leave your sick mate and go out for a run with his annoying mother…”

“I…I promised.” She stood up, even though his eyes told her not to. “It won’t take long, I’ll be back before you know it. The doctor said you’re fine and if there’s a problem, you can just mind link me.”

“There is a problem…” He grabbed his chest, groaning lowly. “It feels like it’s bleeding again.”

“Your chest isn’t injured, Zayd. It’s your neck…and your shoulder.” Dantae told him while laughing.

“Ahhh yes…!” He quickly moved his hand from his chest to his shoulder. “It really is bleeding, Quinn. Please stay.”

Quinn rolled her eyes. “You didn’t even try to make it sound believable. I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

Zayd sighed, gesturing to the door. “At least allow her a minute to tell me bye…wait for her outside.”

Nicholas chuckled, standing up. “He really wants to get rid of us this time.”

“He’d been trying to get rid of us ever since we came in…” Isabella whined. “You should’ve been happy we visited you after you almost killed yourself for real. I might’ve told you come back dead a lot of times, but I didn’t mean it.”

“I know, Bella.” He ruffled her hair. “Now get out.”

Bella glared at him, following her mother and father out the door that then closed behind Dantae.

Quinn crossed her arms over her chest, squinting her eyes at him. “What’s up with you? Seriously…”

Zayd opened his arms and Quinn stepped closer so he could hug her. “I told you…I miss you, and now you’re leaving me again.”

“I’m literally just going outside.”

“Outside where I’m not going to be.”

“You’re being so…” Quinn sighed. “I’ll stay with you all day tomorrow.”

“Is that a promise?”

“Yeah.”

“I feel much better now…” His arms loosened around her. “You can go, but you still have to come back.”

“I will…”

Quinn walked through the door, waving at him before closing it.

She then walked down the hall where Marcia and Isabella stood waiting for her, and together, they walked outside. “Where are we running to?”

“The west borders?” Isabella asked. “Where do you want to go, Quinn?”

“It really doesn’t matter…you pick.”

“West it is.”

Quinn crouched against the paved path that led to the hospital, being the first to transform into her wolf. The transformation wasn’t as painful as it had been the last time, but her joints still felt rigid, she had to put in efforts to get them to comply.

“Pretty…” Marcia whispered in awe. “Not even one spec of black or brown…just pure and beautiful silver.”

Her fingers ran through Quinn’s fur, and Isabella mirrored her actions. “I was as surprised as you when I first saw her in those woods…I was sad when I heard your wolf was gone, Quinn. After all, you’d saved me without even knowing who I was.”

Quinn nuzzled her small hand, gesturing towards the woods in front. It meant she was ready, and they seemed to have gotten the message.

Isabella’s wolf was brown with flakes of the same reddish color that aligned Zayd’s back, and Marcia’s wolf was that reddish color mixed with white. It was pretty, she kept complementing Quinn’s wolf, when hers was obviously prettier…her children must’ve gotten that color from her.

Quinn took off towards the west first, and Marcia and Isabella followed her. They ran back and forth for an hour or so, through the woods full of nothing but nature. The trees were big and old, the grass too was overgrown, drifting like water against her paws.

The wind had her furs wafting back and forth just like the tree limbs; it was cool…cool and strong, making the run all the more enjoyable. She was glad this was something she could do again…she was glad that she was indeed a werewolf again.