Alpha Benji

♕Chapter Twelve♕

♕Benji's Home♕

The infirmary held an unfamiliar sterile smell as if the whole room were doused in cleaning supplies before arriving. The lights were bright and fluorescent, casting a haze over the room. Belinda opted to wait outside the room I was put in, trying her best to give me some privacy with the pack doctor.

Unlike my old pack, the Imperious pack had multiple pack doctors to tend to their hundreds of members. Due to the large scale of the pack, the infirmary resembled a human doctor's office with a waiting room and staff full of pack doctors and assistants.

A soft knock echoed through the room, before the door squeaked open. "Hi, Aria, I presume?"

The male voice startled me, causing me to abruptly look up from my lap. Instead of a geriatric woman waiting at the door, I was greeted by a warm boyish smile. He was undeniably attractive – tall, olive skin, thick eyebrows, and a mop of brown hair – and nothing of what I expected for my pack doctor.

"Yes," I squeaked out after an embarrassingly long pause.

I was staring at the poor guy for god knows how long. Here he was just trying to do his job and I was acting like a hormonal teenager. My chest tugged with tightness, making me feel uneasy about my thoughts for a split second. It was surely just my wolf yipping from the back of my mind for disobeying the mate bond. My wolf was usually a docile being at the back of my mind due to my status as an Omega, but on rare occasions she made her aura well-known.

He took a step in, letting the door close with a thud. He grabbed a clipboard that was tucked inside his white jacket, taking a seat across from my spot on the hospital bench. "My name's Doctor Noah Stone, I'll be your assigned pack doctor for the rest of your stay here in the Imperious Pack. I have a few protocol questions to ask you, along with a simple check up and then you can be off to enjoy your day. Sound good?"

I had the urge to laugh at his comment about enjoying my day. Oh, buddy, the only thing I'll be enjoying doing today is staring at a blank wall after they toss me in another locked room.

I nodded, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind my ear as I watched him intently. He seemed quite young to be a pack doctor – perhaps only a few years older than me. But that being said, he probably was close to Benji's age as well. Clearly, skills were favored over age in this pack.

"We'll start off nice and simple. Do you have any preexisting illness or injuries that should be noted?" He asked, clicking the pen in his hand so he could be ready to write down anything I said.

I shook my head almost immediately, "No, not really. Just a few bruises here and there. I don't suppose you have a good recommendation for a plastic surgeon to get this scar fixed?"

His eyes followed my hand, narrowing on the small elongated crescent scar on my lower cheek. He stared at it for a moment before returning his gaze back to my own, "No...No, I'm afraid I don't. How did you get that scar? I can give you some cream before you leave to help with the healing process. It looks relatively fresh."