Mr Alpha, I Am Not Your Typical Lady!-Chapter 86) I am a man.

Anastasia aka Clara’s pov

It was night.

Lady Valerie reported to me that everyone had left the grand hall.

As for the nine Alphas, president Michael and those they came with to the shadows’ pack, she told me that they had settled in, in the guests’ mansions.

She also reported that Lucinda and Alpha Dylan didn’t come to the guests’ mansions and were nowhere to be found.

I easily guessed where they were at the moment. Probably in a hospital.

After Fireball and Irving fell asleep, I left my bedroom and went to the kitchen, as I was thirsty and needed to drink water.

I found a glass cup on the kitchen shelf, and after rinsing the cup, I walked to the water dispenser and stood in front of it, before filling the cup with water, and directing the cup to my mouth and drinking the water in it.

When the water in the cup reached halfway, I heard a faint noise and sensed a familiar aura.

I stopped drinking the water and instantly placed the glass cup on the countertop, causing a loud impact due to the way I had roughly dropped the cup.

Going out of the kitchen and walking through the hallway, I saw someone.

The lights were turned off, so the hallway was a little dark. I said it was a little dark because the full moon’s light infiltrated the hallway, and most places and definitely rooms in the mansion.

"Anders". I called his name as I knew that it was him.

Anders, who was now in his human form, and was walking while leaning on the walls for support, halted as soon as he heard my voice.

He slowly turned around to face me, as I was standing behind him.

I could see his somewhat pale face, thanks to the moonlight.

"When did you wake up? And where are you planning on going?". I asked him and walked closer to him.

As I stood next to him, his fierce eyes greeted me. And his silver hair, which was a little long and messy, shone brightly, as if it were a friend of the night.

"Alpha Anastasia". He weakly muttered my name before coughing.

I was glad that his life was out of danger, but seeing his poor condition, my eyes darkened.

I spoke no more. Instead, I turned my back to him and bent down, with my right knee touching the ground, while my left foot was touching the ground.

"Get on my back, Anders. You should not keep on standing for long. Your body is not in good condition. I still have some medications for you. And you have to follow me to the hospital tomorrow". I said to him, before remembering something.

I thought to myself, ’Shoot. I told President Michael that I would follow him to the human city tomorrow. I totally forgot about Anders. I can’t possibly take him to the human city to get treated’.

I continued to think to myself, ’Werewolf blood and human blood are completely different from each other. If I took him to the human city with me, where would I possibly take him to for a blood transfusion? As far as I remember, werewolves rarely get sick, and the werewolves staying in the human cities rarely donate their blood, so hospitals in the human cities don’t have enough werewolves’ blood in their hospitals. And to think that Anders needs a perfect blood match before he could have a blood transfusion’.

I finished thinking to myself and decided that tomorrow, I would leave Anders to doctor Rebecca’s care.

She is a capable doctor, just like Doctor Theodore and Doctor Jonathan.

Unlike Doctor Jonathan, whose wolf (Theodore) is also a doctor, Doctor Rebecca’s wolf is just an ordinary wolf.

"Huh?". I looked behind since Anders had not gotten on my back.

I sighed and shook my head in disbelief when I saw that Anders was pressuring his weak body and was leaving.

I rose up and went and carried him in my arms and did not care when he began to struggle.

"Stay still!". I scolded him harshly, making him understand that I was not joking with him.

"But- but, I am a man. You shouldn’t carry me like a girl". He said to me and covered his face using his hands.

He was embarrassed. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

’A man? You? Ridiculous’. I thought as I took him with me to the guest room.

Upon opening the door using my right foot, I entered the room and walked toward the bed, where I kept Anders.

He stayed in a sitting position.

"Anders, I want you to tell me why and how you got injured and the bastards who did this to-".

Anders’ stomach growled hungrily and interrupted me. Without needing to think, I knew he was hungry despite the nonchalant look on his face. I knew he was pretending to be tough.

This child’s body is in a poor condition.

He is skinny, and I could see his bones which hid behind his skin.

Even the thin and torn clothes he was wearing were enough to make my heart break.

I won’t allow him to leave. He would stay with me and train under me.

Within a month of staying with me, I knew for sure that he would add weight and look very healthy.

"Wait here for me, Anders. I will make you something to eat". I said to him and left the room.

I wanted him to eat first, before he baths and changes into neat clothes.

I did not have any clothes that were his size, so he would have to manage mine until tomorrow morning.

Luckily, I not only have ladies’ outfits in my dressing room, but I also have men’s wear, like the one I am currently wearing.

Anyway, I arrived in the kitchen before I knew it. What I had in mind to cook for Anders was porridge.

Since he was injured, he did not need any spicy food. That would not be good for him or his stomach.

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