My Act Of Defence

Chapter 6

Wyatt's POV

I wake up in the hospital, and it takes me a while to remember what happened.

I sigh in frustration, and then I stand up, so I can walk out of the room.

I'm instantly greeted by my parents who are talking to the Doctor, and when they hear they I'm here, they turn around to see me.

"Can we take him out of here now?" Dad asks, and the Doctor nods.

"Yeah, he should be alright." Doctor Chris tells him, and then he goes away.

I guess that he already did the examinations, so I'm happy that I won't have to stay here much longer.

I go towards the door, and my parents stand up to follow me, but before I can leave the pack hospital, papa stops me, so I turn around to see him.

"I know that Kane punched you this time." He tells me, so I nod in acknowledgement.

"I think that he's the person that beats you, but I don't have any evidence, so I can't do anything with it right now." Papa says, and I just nod, since I don't want him to realise that I know that it was Kane.

Then we go out of the hospital, and towards our house, soon we reach it, and I turn around again, so I can ask my parents a question that was bothering me the whole way here.

"Is Kane in the cellars?" I ask them, using my hands.

"Hes not in the cellars, but he has guards with him." Dad says.

"Okay." I tell them.

My family knows the sign language, so it's easy for me to communicate with them, but the rest of the pack doesn't know it, so I have to write everything that I want to tell them.

Which is tiresome if I have a lot to say, but I have learned to live with it.

I decide to go to my room, but I can hear that someone is following me, and when I turn around, I see that it's Reggie.

I arch my eyebrow questioningly, but he doesn't say anything, and he follows me to my room.

He closes the door behind him, and I decide to sit on my bed, so he comes over to sit next to me.

"What do you want?" I ask him.

"I know that Kane is your mate." He tells me, and I look at him for a while.

"And?" I ask him.

"Why didn't you tell that to our parents?" He asks me, and I take a moment to think about what I should tell him.

"Because I didn't want anyone to know before Kane's sixteenth birthday." I tell him.

"He's sixteen now, and he's in trouble." He says.

"I don't care." I tell him, and he frowns, but then he rolls his eyes, and he turns around.

"Whatever." He tells me, and then he walks out of my room, so I change my clothes, and I decide to try to get some sleep.