The Daughter of the Alpha King

Ch. 41 - Transitioning

"Uh, do you need help, um washing?" James asked trying to offer help but I knew we both didn't want to live through that.

I waved him. "No it's fine. I just, I'm fine."

"Okay. I'll be outside when your done." He said.

I nodded to him peeling my shirt off and James closing the curtain and walked out the door

I pulled the shower curtain open again. "Wait James."

James opened the door peeking his head in.

"D—don't tell Roselyn. I don't want her to know until we find out what this is."

James nodded. "Alright. Also, take a good shower. You reek."

I laughed and shut the curtain again. I took the rest of my clothes off which was difficult seeing as I couldn't stand so I had to sit while taking them off.

I did my shower sitting scrubbed my body, washed my hair twice. Even though the cold water seemed to help my headache it didn't help my other symptoms.

My body was still twitching, and my vision was starting to get blurry but not like before I had passed out.

I could see the shampoo and conditioner bottles but they were becoming bigger in my eyes and also a different color. My vision was flashes of red every other minute lasting for a few seconds.

I turned the shower off pulling the curtain back and grabbed the gown.

I wrapped it around my body tying it behind my back and slowly stood to my feet. I had to use the wall for support because my legs were not working like I wanted them to.

I dragged myself to the door completely flopping on the wall next to it. I knocked on it three times and James opened it.

"I got you." James grunted as I slumped into him again.

We walked back to the room and I crawled onto the bed with whatever remaining energy I had left.

Doctor Tevin walked in couple seconds later with a folder file.

"Okay Blade." He carried on reading the file, "You passed your tests, they all look normal and negative."

A sharp pain ran through my head as another flash of red came into my view.

I grimaced touching my head. "Nothing was out of the ordinary?"

"Nope. But I can still see that your feeling worse right?"

"Way worse." I grumbled and massage my head.

"And he still reeks." James chimed in blocking the door with his arms crossed.

How did I still stink? I took a shower and washed everything twice.

I smelled myself. "I don't smell anything."

"I'm afraid James is right. Your scent is like garbage and old rotten cheese."

"Thanks."