Fenja didn't feel fine. She felt that her head was throbbing, and her ears were ringing, but 'fine' was the default answer she was accustomed to using; she didn't even think twice when she gave that response. It felt normal, just like breathing.
She was not used to having people worry about her; thus, she always brushed off all the concerns. As long as she could handle it and it was bearable, she was fine.
"Do you remember what happened?" Alpha Jaxon asked again. He sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her reaction closely.
Fenja pressed her lips and then answered him softly. "No. I don't."
Alpha Jaxon didn't say anything for a while, but when someone entered the room, he muttered under his breath. "Lie."
Fenja looked at his eyes, and she could see his disdain there. He hated a liar.
Fenja lowered her gaze and let the doctor check on her. Only then did she realize she was in a hospital.
This place screamed luxury. She had never been in this kind of place before. She felt intimidated and was afraid to touch anything here recklessly.
Even Shayne's bedroom was not like this. The bed was extremely comfortable, and the room's temperature was perfect.
Not to mention food…
"Can I go back home now? I feel better. I am really thankful for everything," Fenja said to Jack. Now she finally knew his name.
No matter how comfortable this place was, and how much she wanted to stay here forever if she could help it, she knew it was very delusional of her if she insisted on pretending that she was still sick when in reality she was already fine.
She still remembered how Alpha Jaxon called out her lie.
It had been two days, and right now Fenja didn't feel it necessary to extend her stay. More importantly, she needed to work, or else she wouldn't have money to pay for her food and rent.
"I think we can't force you to stay longer than this," Jack said. He sat down on a chair next to Fenja's comfortable bed. He looked at her seriously. "But there is something I want to offer you."
There were only the two of them alone inside this room, and in the last two days, Fenja didn't see Alpha Jaxon. The last time she saw him was the first time she regained consciousness.
"What do you want to talk about, sir?" Fenja was curious.
"I think you might have guessed about what I wanted to talk about." Jack cleared his throat, and Fenja was not dumb enough not to know the main topic of this discussion.
It was the elephant in this room. Fenja was glad Jack brought this up first.
"As you can see, there is something not normal about Alpha Jaxon."
Fenja nodded. She noticed that too. It was obvious.
She had told Jack about what happened because he had asked her the day before, but he didn't give any reaction and only listened to her story. She also told him about the kiss, but all he could say was that he apologized for the discomfort.
"What happened with him, if I may know?"
Jack didn't answer immediately; he looked troubled to reply to the question, but he came up with this conversation because he wanted to make Fenja aware of it.
"He was diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder."
Jack paused; he waited for Fenja's reaction, but the woman only stared at him with confusion.
"What is that?" That sounded fancy, but Fenja didn't have any idea about it.
"Alpha Jaxon has more than one personality. As far as we know, there are three of them." Jack then explained in more detail about the three Alpha Jaxon's personalities. He used simple words for Fenja so she could understand because, apparently, she had never heard anything about it.
Alpha Jaxon's first personality was so rare to come to the surface, but you could see the difference when he looked calm and collected; in this phase, he chose to be left alone.
His second personality was the one that came to Fenja's apartment. He was cheerful and warm. Jack noted that this personality was the one that was obsessed with Fenja and insisted on having her near him.
And his third personality was this one, the ferocious one.
Fenja didn't need a detailed explanation because this was the personality that had attacked her that night. He had nearly strangled her to death. Thankfully, the Alpha's second personality took over in the nick of time, but Fenja had already lost consciousness.
"I have never heard anything like this…" She was born and lived in a rather rural area. More so, she grew up as an omega; therefore, she was not privileged to further education.
However, that was not the main reason Jack talked to her regarding this matter. This was only an opening explanation, and obviously, it wouldn't stop here.
"Why did you tell me about all of this, sir?" Fenja finally asked.
Jack looked a little bit flustered, but then he fished out something from his pocket. It was an envelope, and when Fenja opened it, she was stunned to see a lot of money inside. She had never seen this much money in her life.
"What is this for?" Fenja looked at Jack with anticipation; she tried to think of the worst, but she still didn't have any idea what he wanted from her.
"I can't send the money to your account, since you don't have one," he explained. "Therefore, I can only give it to you like this."
The money Fenja was holding right now was only compensation for the distress she had to endure because of the incident two nights ago, but she couldn't tell anyone about it.
Actually, this was not a problem for her at all, because even if she wanted to tell someone, she didn't have a friend to share with.
The thought of that was rather pitiful…