Chapter 4: Chapter 4

"Dimitri."

"Yes?"

"I have to pee."

He slowly looked up from his paperwork, raising an eyebrow at Rosalie. She frowned at him and narrowed her eyes.

"Don't give me that look, I have a bladder. It gets full and when that happens I have to pee. Your bladder works the same way." She grumbled.

Amusement shined in his eyes, she almost smiled when she saw the ghost of a smile on his face. He sighed and placed the paperwork on the hospital bed and gently helped her up. She winced as she walked, the pain shot through her leg, back, and neck.

"I can sit on the toilet myself." She chuckled.

He didn't say anything as he helped her walk into the bathroom. He was a little reluctant to stay outside of the bathroom, he didn't want her falling and him needing to rip off the door. However, he let go after making sure she was fine.

Rosalie felt awkward going to the bathroom while her new temporary alpha was standing outside the door. She quickly finished and washed her hands, when she was done she sighed. A dizzy spell washed over her, but she ignored it and unlocked the door.

"Hey, Dimitri...I-I don't feel so good.." She mumbled, her grip becoming lose as she started to fall forward.

Dimitri quickly opened the door and caught her, he then carefully carried her back to the bed and laid her down. He checked her stitches, relieved when he saw they were still the same as before. He pulled the blanket over her and backed away. He frowned when he found himself watching her with concern, almost immediately he walked to his chair and sat down.

"It won't happen again, no more pain." He thought to himself.

For years, ever since Christine had left him, he had a constant pain in his chest. Every time she mated with her new lover that pain would reach an unbearable level. It was almost every night he found himself curled up on the ground, trying his hardest to escape the pain. He was grateful that his daughters were in their own rooms, sleeping. He didn't want them seeing him like this, he tried his best to make them hate their mother a little less. No matter how much he loathed the woman, he didn't want his daughters hating her a lot.

"She abandoned them, she doesn't deserve their love." His wolf sounded.

Dimitri sighed, "I don't care if they love her or not, but I don't want them turning out to be like me. Seeking revenge and wanting to kill until they're satisfied."

His wolf didn't say anything after that, Dimitri ran his hand through his hair as he continued thinking about his ex-mate. Deep down, past all that betrayal and hatred, he still loved her. Even though he said the words of accepting her rejection, he still didn't emotionally accept it. He hated himself for it, he was literally torturing himself.

"If you let another woman love you, those feelings will go away. Along with the pain. You're slowly killing us, Dimitri. We can't abandon Sara and Sage." His wolf pointed out.

Dimitri clenched his jaw, he knew his wolf was right, but he couldn't just love another woman again. No one made him feel the same way, not anymore. He looked at Rosalie, admiring her beauty. He smiled a little as he thought over what she has done since he first met her.

"You're one weird she-wolf." He chuckled in the quiet room.

"I hear that a lot. Used to." She whispered suddenly.

He froze, but relaxed. "You did?"

She yawned and slowly opened her eyes. "In my old pack, I wasn't the normal warrior type girl who wore slutty clothing. I wasn't good enough though."

He furrowed his eyebrows as she started to fall asleep again. "Good enough?"

She nodded tiredly, "Not for him...oh well...there's always someone else out there." She murmured.

He sat there in stunned silence as she drifted off to sleep once again. He swallowed and looked down.

"Could I love again?" He wondered.

Rosalie sighed as she stared at the ceiling, trying to come up with something to do so she didn't die of boredom. She smirked as she eyed Dimitri, who was currently working on paperwork. Again. For the past four hours that's all he did, besides the few minutes he had to get a desperate nurse to leave him alone. He ended up ordering that only male nurses check up on her, as long as he's with her. She was confused with the fact he didn't want any male speaking to her without him there, but shrugged it off.

She reached over and grabbed the pen sitting on her bed, with delicacy, she threw it at Dimitri. He growled as it smacked him in the head before landing on his papers. He looked up to see Rosalie grinning at him, it was hard for him to fight his smile. He raised an eyebrow, silently questioning her. Asking if she was really about to challenge him.

"I bet I can get you to so annoyed that you'll leave the room in a minute." She stated confidently.

He chuckled, "Is that so?"

"You accepting the challenge or no?"

He shrugged, "Paperwork isn't entertaining me anymore. So, go for it."

In less than a minute of constantly humming loudly and teasing him, he cracked. However, he didn't do what she had expected him to do. Instead of walking out he walked up to her and gently grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head. He then straddled her, a triumphant smirk plastered on his face. She scowled at him, annoyed that she had lost her bet.

He laughed, "So, what do I win?" He questioned, getting off.

"An hour of freedom from my annoying games." She yawned.

He smiled softly, his eyes sparkled with amusement. "Why don't you rest? You need your sleep in order to heal."

"But I don't want to sleep, that's all I've been doing for the whole day!" She sighed.

He laughed as he shook his head, "Your body is tired, darling."

"Don't call me darling." She huffed.

"Hey guys!"

Both snapped their heads up to see Xavier stumbling in, wearing a hospital gown. Rosalie gaped at him while Dimitri rolled his eyes. Following the alpha was a rather beautiful woman who wore an amused expression.

Rosalie suddenly felt insecure at the woman's beauty. She had long, slightly curly, black hair, her skin was tan and flawless, and her eyes were a golden brown. She smiled warmly at Dimitri before looking at the slightly insecure she-wolf.

"You must be Rosalie." The woman grinned.

Rosalie quietly nodded, too nervous to say anything. The woman laughed, "Name is Luna Catherine, but you can just call me Catherine. Oh! Sorry about...him, he's out of it." She sighed.

Rosalie looked over to see Xavier's ass hanging out of the hospital gown. She burst out laughing, earning the man's attention. He frowned at her, slightly tilting his head in confusion.

"What? Is there something on me?" He asked, turning back around.

This only managed to make Rosalie laugh more. She shook her head, barely forming the words. "Y-your ass is hanging out!" She breathed.

Beside her, Catherine and Dimitri were laughing as well. Catherine eventually guided Xavier to the couch and laid him down.

"I want some food." He suddenly spoke, grinning.

The black haired she-wolf sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You can't eat anything, you'll puke. Now, shut up and-

"DANCE WITH ME!" Xavier sang, throwing his hands in the air.

Dimitri suddenly laughed, "What the hell did they give him?"

"I don't fucking know! But he's been acting like a lunatic for the last thirty minutes. I'm about to kill him, but I love the crazy bastard too much!" The woman ranted.

Rosalie chuckled, "Well, he certainly seems happy."

"Yeah, but he's such a pain in the ass." Catherine sighed.

"Hey, I used to be a pain in the ass. But after that one night I'm now a pleasure to have-

"Xavier!" Catherine shrieked, cutting him off.

He scowled at her, "You only scream like that in the bed."

She gaped at him, "I can't believe you." She growled.

Rosalie and Dimitri were laughing as the couple argued. Dimitri went on to explain that Catherine was Xavier's mate and that they've been mates for eighteen years. Rosalie grew curious as she looked at them.

"How old are you guys?" She asked, looking at Dimitri.

He smiled, "Xavier is 38, Catherine is 36, Xander is also 38, his mate is 34, they have a baby girl. I'm 36 and my daughters are 16."

"Ah, so you had them when you were 20." Rosalie observed, quickly doing the math.

He nodded, "My mate was 19 at the time."

"Speaking of which, where is your mate? I haven't seen her, gotta say, she's on lucky bitch to have you."

Her eyes widened as she realized what she said, with a red face she quickly turned away from Dimitri.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." She murmured.

She was surprised when he laughed, "It's fine. My mate...is now my ex-mate. She left me for someone else and disowned Sara and Sage." He explained.

She frowned at him, "I'm so sorry, I sort of know how that feels. My mate left me for some slut in my pack and even turned my pack against me. I showed them all the truth before I left. Told them I was disgusted by them and wished to never see any of them again. I also rejected my mate, but I still sometimes feel the pain of him having intercourse with his new partner." She whispered, tears gathering in her eyes as she remembered the pain.

She quickly blinked them away though and looked back at the frowning alpha. She smiled sadly.

"I guess even the fates make mistakes." She laughed humorlessly.

Dimitri gave her a sorrowful look, "I'm sorry."

She quietly thanked him before her tiredness finally caught up. He smiled and told her to rest, that he would be here when she wakes up. She gave him a thankful look before closing her eyes.