Cyrus' POV
It's been three weeks and my legs are nearly finished healing. My wolf slowed down my healing so we could spend more time with our mate, unfortunately. I inwardly roll my eyes at him.
"Mate strong, mate beautiful." He growls at me. He's such a fucking puppy when it comes to our "mate". But I do have to agree with him, she is strong but still human nonetheless.
Ashley's POV
One and a half months left I can finally be done with all this chemo treatment, well that's if I don't die before then and then I can also officially call myself a cancer survivor. I'm so proud of myself for getting this far.
I'm sat out on the back lawn with a picnic blanket under me with Alpha beside me with a huge umbrella beside me, covering me from the sun. Because my skin is so weak from chemo, I get burnt easily.
"Holy shit it's hot today. I'm sweating like a pedophile at a wiggles concert." I say laughing at my own expression. Alpha looks at me and tilts his head in confusion, probably thinking "what the fuck" at my choice of words.
Before I know it I'm in bed vomiting my guts up in a vomit bag we got from our visits to the hospital. The heat affects me more because my body is so use to being in the hospital air conditioning. Alpha lays next to me whining at me. Clearly worried for me.
My dad heard me dry reaching in the backyard and quickly carried me from the back lawn, to the house and up the stairs into my bedroom and laid me down on my bed then grabbed me my vomit bags from my bedside table draw and is now currently downstairs gathering me some fruits to snack on to hydrate me. The heat makes me so nauseous.
I'am so over being sick all the damn time I can't wait to finish chemo soon. Then I can finally be normal and have my hair back.
I cry every time I look in the mirror and see my appearance. I feel horrible, like I'm dying. Damn this heat!
While my dad took Alpha for a walk I walked into my bathroom and changed my blood filled pad. Disgusting, I know right. My chemotherapy changed and now I can have my period again.
It was so good not having it for a year. See? Another silver lining to cancer and also not having to go to school when I was 17. That was great but I miss it terribly.
Spending time with my friends before I found out they were fake and only worrying about finishing my homework and hoping I do well on my exams. Life was so simple back then. I miss it so much.
I miss my long blonde hair, my strength and stability. I can't even walk up or down the stairs without holding onto a railing because I'm that unstable on my feet. I miss the simple things. You don't realise what you have until you lose it unfortunately.
I can't wait till my strength comes back so I can walk Alpha myself. Be great to be independent for once.
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Authors note:
I know it's short but I had to give u guys something. Hope ur enjoying my book!