Alpha’s Arranged Chapter 17

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Chapter 17
[Evelyn’s POV]
He’s standing!
I felt the heavy weight of Alexander glaring at me from across the room, but my eyes were still glued to how his body was
positioned.
I casually glanced around the room, hoping to find an explanation for the questions that were piling up in my mind.
How the hell was he able to get himself up into bed without the help of someone else?
Considering the bed was raised up and his wheelchair sat short toward the ground, I couldn’t begin to imagine how any of what
was going on was possible.
“Evelyn.” Alexander tried calling out to knock me from my mental train of thought.
“Your legs?”
“Evelyn…”
I gently shook my head, ignoring the buzzing sound of his voice in the back of my mind.
“H–How is this possible?”
“Evelyn…
“You’re standing,” I said, sounding utterly marveled.
“Evelyn!”
I tore my eyes from his legs and blinked back the blurriness. I half–hazardly cleared my throat and tried to gain my bearings.
“I don’t understand,” I confessed weakly. “H–How are you standing right now?
I couldn’t for the life of me understand what was happening. Alexander looked as shocked and bewildered as I did but likely for a whole other reason. He readjusted the mask over his face and braced his hands on the mattress behind him.
“You could have at least knocked on the door before coming. What are you even doing back so quickly?” he asked.
I parted my lips to speak, but nothing legible was willing to come out. Scrunching my eyes closed, I fought to collect my thoughts.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. I should have knocked,” I confessed, “Can you….Can you please explain to me what is happening right
now?”
Alexander looked as bewildered and at a loss for words as I had been. I watched his eyes dart around, as though he were looking
for a viable answer to throw out. Finally, letting out a long breath, he slowly lifted his head up to look at me.
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“You…Caught me in the middle of propping myself out of the wheelchair and lifting myself into bed,” he explained carefully.
“What you’re seeing is not me, actually, standing. I’m currently learning against the bedpost.”
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My face flooded with heat. Oh God. I must have come off as such a weirdo! The man very likely needed help and there I was just
staring and throwing questions at him.
“I’m so sorry,” I muttered under my breath. “Here, let me help you.”
“I’m sure I can handle this myself,” he said.
“I have no doubt that you can. But since I’m here, I’d like to help if that’s alright with you.
Alexander said nothing. He merely shrugged and began moving his arms back to get a good stance on the bed. His whole upper
body flexed, causing my mouth to go dry.
It hadn’t escaped my notice that Alexander was wearing nothing more than a thin pair of boxer shorts to bed. My cheeks flushed
as I tried not to think back to our earlier encounter in the bath.
Goddmanit, Evelyn. Now is not the time for this.
I moved over to him and lowered my hand to his waist. Using purely his upper muscles, Alexander got a good grip on the mattress and was able to haul himself up to the head of the bed. Meanwhile, I did my part and lifted his legs and placed them down as carefully as I could. Wow.
For a moment, my eyes were locked on Alexander’s well–toned legs. It was incredible how someone in his situation was able to
keep his legs looking so strong.
I wasn’t going to lie, there was no way in hell that I was able to imagine how he managed to pull himself out of his wheelchair
into a solid standing position without help from anyone else.
“Evelyn, grab that blanket there,” he told me.
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