The next few days pass by in a blur for Mylo as he follows the usual routine.
Wake up, eat, wait for Doctor Chloe to check on him. And Zeke shows up, some days he sleeps over at the hospital.
Then they leave for school. Play video games with their phones, finish their assignments and watch movies together.
His life is peaceful as if the conversation with Alpha Danica never happened and he couldn't really care about it.
Mylo is sprawled out on the medical bed, his blanket hanging off the side and almost falling off the floor. He sighs, taking out his phone under the pillow as he lies on his back.
He scrolls through his contacts and it only has Ryker, Zeke and Anya's names in there.
Mylo lets out a deep sigh and then another one.
Should he try calling Alpha Ryker?
"No, no way," Mylo sits up covering his face with his palm, "You don't like men, Mylo. Get a grip, get a grip. You don't like them."
