Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 47

Lauren

POV

I saw Victor right in front of me when I opened the door.

Victor didn't go back to his study as he said he would but went to prepare lunch. Hearing the door opening, he looked up and said to me, "Lunch is ready."

In the dining room, Victor was still holding his pad, dealing with his work. There was a plate of spaghetti and a cup of black tea in front of me. In the haze, Victor looked much more approachable than usual and this big empty estate had become warmer than the home I grew up in before I knew it.

No wonder why Bella said that I would get the answer once I opened the door.

Because Victor was standing behind it.

The dreadful nightmare was fading away and Victor chased away the dark mist and let lights shine into my world as he did in my dream.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Victor took a look at me and asked, "you look exhausted."

"I..." I paused for a while and didn't tell him what I actually wanted to say. I just stretched and smiled, "Maybe it's because I've slept for too long. Ever since I became a doctor, I haven't had a good night's sleep for such a long time. And to think that those bastards won't bother me anymore, I've never felt so relieved."

Victor looked me in the eye. Maybe it was because I disguised myself so well that he couldn't tell I was lying. He believed me and nodded at me, reminding me to come over and have lunch with him.

After lunch, we went to his room and started his daily massage.

I squeezed his firm and muscular calves and pondered. The treatment had been going on for a few days and normally his legs wouldn't be numb anymore. But now he was still sitting in his wheelchair, which made me a bit less sure about his condition. I squeezed his calves harder and asked, "How do your legs feel right now?"

"Good," he said. He paused for some time and added, "I love your massage."

Seeing the look on his face, I glared at him, "Stop it. I'm being serious."

"And I'm just being honest about how I feel," Victor said with a straight face and looked at me with those golden eyes calmly. It seemed that I cared about his treatment much more than him.

I rolled my eyes and tried to say in a way that wouldn't offend this proud alpha, "You're still not able to stand up after so long? Have you even tried? If we're not making any progress, maybe we should choose a different approach."

Victor's eyes darkened and said briefly in a flat tone, "No."

Maybe he didn't want to talk about this anymore.

After all, he was a powerful alpha and he must be more concerned about the progress of his treatment and wanted to stand up and recover more than anyone. But I wasn't good at comforting people and I could only talk to him as a professional doctor, "Well, then maybe we need to consider a different approach. I'll go back to the hospital and have a meeting with the other doctors."

"No need for that," Victor interrupted me, "just keep trying. I can feel my legs getting stronger each day. Maybe it's just that the treatment isn't long enough and we might make some progress after a while."

Since when did Victor become so enthusiastic about his treatment?

I glanced at him suspiciously but Victor still looked the same. So I stopped doubting him and said, "Okay, I respect that. But you gotta tell me how your body really feels."

"Of course," he nodded and looked down at me. He took my hand and squeezed it, "Have a rest. That's enough treatment time for today."

I didn't toss away his hand and raised my eyebrows, "Who's the real doctor here?"

"You," although he said that, he still didn't let go of my hand, "my doctor and caretaker."

Though he called me his caretaker, he was the one who had been taking care of me most of the time. He was the one who was in a wheelchair but he made most of the meals and helped me solve a lot of problems, which made me, the caretaker, a bit guilty. Victor squeezed my palm and there was something in his golden eyes. He pulled me in and I tripped over, falling into his arms. He whispered into my ears in his deep voice, "By the way, can you give me the prize that you said you couldn't give me because we're not alone, Lauren?"

"Now...we're all alone here."

His tempting voice went right into my head and I was wrapped around by his peppermint scent, which made my heart skip a beat. The atmosphere tensed up and it was getting hot in here. "That's...that's not the prize I meant," I stammered.

"Then what is it?"

At that moment, my mind went blank and I didn't know what prize I should give to him. After all, he was the strongest alpha of the Midnight Claws Tribe and he could get everything he wanted.

As I was thinking, Victor took the chance and said, "If you don't know what it should be, then just give me this."

He stared at my lips.

I wasn't drunk or seduced by false heat but now I was still kind of turned on by him. I looked at his lips and subconsciously got closer to him, wanting to give him a kiss as a reward. I didn't realize what was happening until I felt his peppermint breath on my cheeks. I got out of his embrace and said, "I've never agreed to this."

Victor was a little upset and looked me in the eye, saying, "Fine. Then what do you wanna give me?"

I pondered for a while and thought about what kind of thank-you gifts my friends and I usually gave each other. Then I had something in mind, "I'll cook a meal for you. Is that good enough?"

"Are you sure that's a reward?" Victor raised his eyebrows and said bluntly.

I was speechless and didn't know what to say, "How about a cup of coffee?"

"That's it? Really?"

"How about a pen?"

"It's like you're picking out a thank-you gift for an acquaintance."

He turned down every one of my offers. I almost forgot how snarky and picky he could be after him being nice to me for so long.

"What kind of gift do you want, then?" I couldn't take it anymore, "except a kiss."

Victor grinned, "Well."

I looked at him quietly. If he said something inappropriate, I would definitely walk away.

"Can you shave my face?"

"What?"

I didn't expect that.

"A kiss or a shave, pick one, Lauren. There's nobody else in this house and we're all alone. Don't worry, no one will come in and interrupt us."