Meanwhile, Clare just had a bit of scraped skin, and it was already healing.
While the healers were packing up, Ryan arrived. He almost flew over, throwing himself beside Clare as he asked if she was hurt.
Pouting, Clare replied, “My arm hurts.”
Ryan immediately ordered the guards to get her to the emergency treatment room and bring in the head healer. He passed by me twice but didn’t spare me a glance.
I lowered my head and let out a quiet laugh. The pain in my leg was nothing compared to the disappointment sinking into my heart.
They sent me to the regular treatment room, where I had to wait. While I sat there, I overheard the trainee healers whispering in the corner.
“Did you see how worried Alpha Ryan was over Clare? He’s calling the head healer for a scratch. OMG!”
“Where do you find an Alpha that gentle and powerful? I wish I could marry him.”
I closed my eyes and answered in my head, “Marrying Ryan doesn’t bring happiness.”
When it was finally my turn and the healer rolled me toward the room, I saw Ryan walking down the hallway with Clare in his arms.
He finally looked at me, but with a frown. “Don’t you watch the road when you drive? If Clare weren’t lucky, she could’ve died.”
Clare chimed in softly, “It’s my fault. I asked Daisy to drive me to the club. That’s why the accident happened.”
Ryan pulled her closer and said affectionately, “Don’t blame yourself. You didn’t mean to. And you’re hurt, too. Come on. Let’s get you something to eat to calm your nerves.”
The healer walked over then and said I could be brought in for treatment.
Ryan glanced back at me, probably just remembering I had also been in that wrecked car. Then, Clare tugged on his sleeve, and he forgot all over again.
The treatment went smoothly enough. After that, the trainee healer asked me if I had any family they should contact.
I paused for a moment before answering softly, “No, I don’t have any family.”
