The Alpha’s Slave

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Brianna was trying to get up from bed. “I need to go prep myself in the bathroom. I will be back.”

“Ok love, just hold on there let me get one of the maids to help you with that,” I said as I quickly jumped off the bed. I was wrapping a robe around myself and about to wear my slippers when she suddenly stopped me. Almost reflexively.

“No, don’t…”

My brows creased as I turned to face her. “What do you mean no? Would you rather I help you?”

“No…” she retorted almost defensively.

A frown settled on my face as I looked at her, eyes ablaze with confusion and disapproval. If she didn’t want either me or the maids to help her then who did she want? Clearly, she wasn’t strong enough to do things on her own now. She could barely stand and walk properly on her own and I was taking all the necessary precautions to avoid her overworking herself till she got a hundred percent well.

“Brianna….” I sighed deeply. “What exactly is the problem? Why don’t you want my help or for me to call the maids? Don’t tell me you want to do this on your own because you know perfectly well I won’t let you…”

She grimaced, a groan escaping her lips as she took her crutches and tried to stand in them after managing to sit up on the edge of the bed.

My heart skipped a bit in alarm as I instinctively rushed over to help her.

“You want to hurt yourself further,” I scolded, my features contorting with a deep disapproving frown as I did. “Why didn’t you just call for my help or wait till I came over?…”

“Enough please!” She cried out before breathing out a gust of breath and momentarily squeezing her eyes closed to calm herself. “I appreciate all your help and support for me in this state but I want you to stop treating me like I’m made of glass. It’s been a month already. I can handle a few things on my own now. So please just let me. If you love me then you’ll let me. I don’t want to be a burden to you or anyone in this castle. I don’t want the maids always hovering around me like I’m some clumsy toddler. I feel so useless being carried around like a log and handled like an expensive chinaware. Please let me help myself.”

“But I never said you’re a being a burden to me….”

“I know,” she cradled my cheek with her good hand and rubbed it gently. “I didn’t mean it like that. I was only trying to make a point. I know you only want what’s best for me and I appreciate that from the bottom of my heart and soul. But please just let me do this…even if it’s just this once.”

With her large liquid eyes, soft touch and pleading countenance, it was hard to say no to her. It was impossible to resist her.

On second thought, she was kind of right. It’s been a month. And if we wanted her physiotherapy sessions which will be starting next week to expedite her recovery then I should be giving her chances to at least do a few little things on her own. I just hope she doesn’t hurt herself or strain her healing bones in the process.

“Fine, you can,” I took her small delicate hand and pressed a long kiss on either side of it before reluctantly letting her know. “Just promise me you won’t do past your capability and will call for my help when you need it.”

“I promise,” she said with a voice slightly above a whisper, nodding.

I watched her disappear towards the bathroom. She was getting better at using the crutches to walk.

Letting out a sigh, I smiled dryly before proceeding to the windows to draw back the curtains and open them to let in sunlight and fresh air.

Seconds later, I heard a thud and a scream from the bathroom.

“Sebastian!…”

I left what I was doing and immediately rushed to the bathroom only to see her crumpled on the floor just by the bathroom doorway. Her crutches had scattered beside her and it seemed she landed on her broken arm because the elbow was leaning on the floor, preventing her from falling flat.

The pain of seeing her like that cut deeper than a knife. Why the fuck didn’t I supervise her? I knelt beside her and as I gently helped her, she cried out in extreme pain. That was enough to tell me the bone there had undergone further damage. I will have to call the doctor over.

I shouted some names of the castle maids. But I didn’t think they would hear me all the way from here. And I can’t leave Brianna like this. I have to stay with her.

“I’m sorry….” She tried to say through a raspy voice. She cradled her broken hand, gulping hard as painful tears streamed down her cheeks. “I tried…I tried my best but I…”

“Shhh…” I shushed her, bringing her head to my chest. “You tried your best and your best is enough.”

I kissed the top of her head before gently resting my chin on it and rubbing her back soothingly. I didn’t want to blame her or be mad at her. She was only trying to prove she was strong and not a burden to anyone. She was only trying to help herself. But from now henceforth, her help is my help. I will make sure to stay by her side and assist her with every step. I will make sure things like this never happen again. Ever!