Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Are you still feeling alright, Riviana? No bad effects from me checking you out?” He was still sounding as if he was paranoid that he would mess up with me or something. I wish I knew why.
“I am fine, Griffin. There is absolutely nothing to worry about. Thank you for helping me out. You are the best.” I smiled at him.
“Did you find anything out? What is wrong with her?” Joaquin was getting right back to business here.
“OK, I did confirm what was wrong with her.” Griffin sighed as if he didn’t like what he was about to say. “Her muscles are suffering from being stationary for so long.”
“No. That can’t be it. I moved them for her frequently. I was here with her every single day.”
“I know that. And it’s not a major case. So, what I propose we do is more physical therapy to get her limbs working properly. Also, I will come here everyday or every other day to give her a magical treatment. I will use my healing magic to restore the muscles as well. However, I think if I used too much magic at once, it would be bad for her body and the babies.”
“How long is all of this going to take, Griffin?” I had to know that. I had to know how long it was going to take for me to hug anyone back. I wanted to feel them all in my arms. I needed it.
“I think we can get you better in a week, two at most.” He was smiling now, happy to have some sort of good news right when he was just giving me some bad news. He was making it all a little easier to handle.
“That would be good. I don’t want it to take months. I need to hug my family. And I need to be able to hold my babies when they are born.” I could already feel the pain in my heart. Having to wait for all of this was really, really hard. I wanted to hold my children right now. I wanted to hold Talia, Reagan and Rika. I needed to hug them right now.
“Alright, Riviana, let us give you the first treatment. And I will show Joaquin how to do your therapies. I want these done three times a day. They will start small, but we will increase them over time, okay?” Finally, Griffin was being his confident self again. I didn’t know what had happened to my friend before, but I was glad to see him doing better now.
Griffin walked back over to my side and put his hands over my body. This time, he did have that healing light come out of his hands. It enveloped me with its warm embrace like I was in some sort of heated blanket or something similar to that.
The light seemed to be seeping into my skin and all the way down to my muscles. The moment that the light started to take an effect on me, my whole body started to hurt. I felt like there were pins and needles in all of my limbs and it was almost unbearable.
Almost. I did manage to stop myself from showing my distress. I didn’t cry out. And I was hiding that it was hurting me.
I knew it wasn’t Griffin that was hurting me. I could now just feel the pain that my body had to have been in before. I was just somehow numbed against it. Somehow, my mind or my body, or hell, even my magic could have made me somehow physically and mentally block out what was happening to me. It’s just that now that Griffin was actively pouring his magic into me to heal me, I had nothing left to block the sensations from my mind.
I knew that if I showed that I was in pain, Joaquin would just blame Griffin and I couldn’t have that happen. I needed to protect everyone here. And to do that, I just needed to endure the pain. I have been through worse. A lot worse. This was nothing compared to some of the stuff that had happened to me.
Finally, the magic part was done. After that, Griffin started to move my legs in the therapeutic way. It was excruciating as well but I had to keep it in. I had to stay quiet. I needed to protect Griffin.
After my legs were done, Griffin started to work on my arms and my hands. That was a little less painful, but it was still bad. I didn’t want to have anyone else experience this kind of pain. No one in the world should go through this.
Now it was time for him to stretch and move my neck, my back, and twist me so that my waist moved properly. All of this was just so hard to go through. I didn’t want to feel it anymore. And finally, when it was all almost over, when Griffin was almost done, I cried out in pain.
“Are you okay, Riviana?”
“Little Bunny, what’s wrong?” They were both worried.
“I..it just hurts a little bit. That’s all. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
“If it hurts Riviana, we can wait to do more the next time. I will make a list of what to do with Joaquin, and I will come back to work on your muscles some more.”
“Thank you, Griffin, but I am OK. I can keep going.”
“I think that we should just stop for now.” Griffin was looking at me with worry in his eyes.
He explained things to Joaquin, wrote it all down, and then left the room. Finally, my torture for the time being was over. I was going to be able to rest now. And I didn’t want to be crying when the others came back into the room.
There was still one drawback though. That pins and needles feeling, which hurt, was still there. It wasn’t as bad as it was when Griffin was working on my legs, but it was still there. And I hoped like hell that it would fade, and soon.. I couldn’t hide this pain from Joaquin for very long.
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Riviana
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Now that it was once again just Joaquin and I in the bedroom, I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to ask him about everything that I missed while I was gone. Three months was a lot of time to miss in the lives of my family. I wanted to know what all happened while I was ‘away’.
I also would have liked to go back to my regular bed, the one that I shared with Joaquin, but I was still hooked up to all of these machines. I didn’t have the tubes connected to me anymore, but I was still hooked up.
“What’s wrong, Little Bunny?” I guess some of the disappointment showed on my face.
“Nothing.” I looked away from him as well as the machines that were tethering me to the bed.
“Don’t give me that. What is wrong? Does it still hurt?”
“No.” And it wasn’t. I just wanted to lay in my comfortable bed. That was all. I wanted to enjoy my time while I sat and talked to my husband.
As nice as it was to be relaxing and laying down, this was still a hospital bed and that meant that, by definition, it sucked. I didn’t want to lay in a hospital bed in my own bedroom. Nope, I wanted something softer.
“Then, what is it, Little Bunny? Please, sweetheart, tell me.” Joaquin was still so worried about me that he didn’t want me to hide anything from him. Well, fine, I could tell him.
“I just want to get out of this bed and go to our bed. I want something more comfortable. That’s all it was. But I am still hooked up to all of the machines so I can’t have you take me over there.” I didn’t sigh. I didn’t look away. I tried not to make it appear that I was as upset as I was. Still, he could tell. He wasn’t going to let it slide either.
