Chapter 7 I Need To Get The Journal

• Selene's POV
• His words sent a sharp jolt of panic through me, and I had to act accordingly.
• “Late! What happened to him?”
• I questioned Alpha Kieran, and then the next question, “Who killed him?” followed in suit.
• I looked stunned and also like one who was about to lose it. Alpha Kieran, on the other hand, gave this look that had just one expression—why should I dare to ask him many questions?
• But at the same time, I couldn't help my emotion that wanted to get the better side of me. There are some certain things you just can't watch or just swallow like that, but I can't help but know this is the best time for me to just stop, as my fate in the pack can't be determined if I have to continue this way.
• Alpha Kieran's face turns stone cold with arrogantly raised eyebrows, and his lips form a thin line.
• And I noticed how uneasy that made the doctor feel.
• My instinct screamed a loud warning, and I know that now is the best time I have to use the decoded theory I have always learned as practiced in journalism, and I believe it helps.
• Even though it wasn't my personality or anything like that, I could sense that fate wanted to force me against my own wish and wanted me to swallow it hard like I had no choice.
• On a second thought, I had a rethink: what if this isn't my childhood friend Daven, like I had thought? Maybe I was just overthinking it, you know, and I gave a subtle smile to keep my expression neutral, which I think did a lot to relieve Alpha Kieran's stone cold face.
• He turned to the doctor the moment that happened, “Please, introduce yourself to us. I am the Alpha of the pack, and here is my Luna, who you came to examine her leg. Something happened, and I think she has some dislocation or maybe some other thing.
• You need to examine her property and give your judgment, though.”
• His voice was carefully measured.
• “Ok, my name is Doctor Draven. As you know, I am the new human doctor that was employed, and this is actually my first day on duty in the pack.
• Thank you for having me in your pack.
• I will get to work immediately.”
• He said and advanced closer to me with his briefcase, “Hello, ma. How do you feel? Do you feel any sort of pain or whatsoever?”
• To my greatest surprise, that was the same Draven who was my childhood friend. His voice never really changed, his gap teeth, his pointed nose, the gray sharp eyes.
• This can't be a mere coincidence; that name meant ‘child of sorrow,’ and that was with regard to the circumstances surrounding his birth.
• To think that all my life, he was just the only person that I knew bearing the name.
• He was born on the very day the werewolves had attacked the humans, but he survived, although the werewolf killed his parents in the process, but his granny escaped with him.
• I also learned that the attack was launched by Alpha Kieran's father, who was the Alpha then.
• Now, I wish I could actually whisper to him to escape and never find his way here.
• But after much thinking, back and forth, I still held to my decision of maintaining some level of composure so as not to cause a scene or what would make me look suspicious to Alpha Kieran.
• I understood that Draven can't even recognize me, as that isn't my face, and there was no way he was going to know it's me, which even made me less dramatic, so there is no need to make a scene all by myself.
• I know Alpha Kieran is still unsure of me, and so I wouldn't want to give him the impression that I was flirting with a human doctor.
• I don't know much about Alpha Kieran, but with the little character he had demonstrated while I was here, I could tell that he is a jealous lover, and I wouldn't be the one who would endanger myself while he induces such a narrative in his mind.
• To a fault, I knew he misunderstood my facial expression from the explanation he just gave earlier trying to explain why he had to bring a new doctor.
• I doubt if he has denoted that I knew doctor Draven from anywhere before now.
• “You have a swollen ankle.” Doctor Draven pointed out.
• All the while, I hardly noticed the swollen ankle, I think for the fact that it was only a little swollen.
• It wasn't that obvious, but then when he tried to massage it, I started feeling some painful sensation.
• “How bad is it?” Alpha Kieran questioned when I let out a quick but tender sharp pain.
• “It's not too bad; at least she can use her legs to walk later, after I am done for the legs today.”
• He massaged both legs thoroughly with an oil he got from his bag when he unboxed it.
• “The leg will be fine before you know it. At least there was no fracture or dislocation.
• The little swollen leg must have been caused by a movement she suddenly made without much consideration. Let's say, where one ran for her life.”
• “Ok, that's fine. So, what else can we do about it?” Alpha Kieran went on to ask, at least he is doing the questioning, and it seems like I don't have anything to ask the doctor again.
• “I will only need to come tomorrow and the next to massage it too, and that would be the end of it all.”
• I wouldn't lie; the cinnamon with nutmeg fragrance from the oil was soothing to the nostrils, and it helped me to relax better.
• Still, he reached for the digital thermometer in his bag, slipping it under my armpit.
• He waited patiently for a while and then pulled the thermometer out, with his eyes carefully scanning the numbers showing on it.
• 98.1°F.
• He lets out a breath of relief.
• Then he looked up to me. “Your temperature is in check, and I assure you that after resting for a little while, you can walk around if you decide to. That would serve as an exercise to assist the leg to heal faster.”
• Not long after, he excused himself and left the chamber.
• At this point, I was thinking of what exactly to do; how could I watch Draven die someday in the hands of Alpha Kieran if something happens, just the way his father killed Draven’s parents?
• I think that would be so selfish of me, just trying to protect only my interest.
• This was the same person that I grew up with, and he had saved me so many times from people who were bullying me.
• I think this is the right time to repay this gesture, but how would I possibly convince him not to stop working here in the pack?
• Even if he does listen to my words without getting to know who I am, as there was no way I was going to reveal my real self to him, would Alpha Kieran spare him?
• That was me drowning in my own thoughts that sent a shudder of conflicting emotions through me, but I was forced to at least push it aside a bit.
• Right now, I wish I knew what exactly to do, as I can't bear to still risk his life at the expense of trying to save him.
• That would be the same as penny wise, pound foolish.
• At that moment, I knew there would be more I needed to find out from that journal.
• Like, my hands were already itching to get hold of the journal, as I believe it is likely to have many untold truths.
• Who knows, I might find what I need to see about the last doctor Alpha Kieran has said he was dead.
• Now I couldn't wait to just leave the chamber to mine, but then, only God knows what excuse I was going to give so I could quickly leave to go get the journal.