Chapter 130
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I sat in the hallway, my legs aching for the pain unterade. I was there for a while, saying at the crised door to the
gerating room wondering what was happening with my son. How had was the damage Web! Buy he sbb by so himret
What had my poor child gone through during his capacity?
And what had he been talking about?
Saved by his mother? As far as I understood it, Claire hadn’t been among the warriors Iran sent. Alchemight as war confined here, I didn’t know for sure.
Les did say that his mother kind of looked like Raven. Was he blurring reality and fantasy in his defuded, wounted state? Cit was he actually lucid? Could Claire and Raven be the same person after all!
But the DNA test… the results. Nova wasn’t related to Leo. How could they both be from Raven
Maybe there was an explanation. Maybe Nova was adopted or something else, I didn’t know
My head was spinning, my worry leaving me susceptible to conspiracy theories and wild leaps. Leo was seriously injured. I couldn’t rely on his word.
And yet….
Maybe it was wishful thinking. I had always hoped that Raven and Claire would be the same person. It must have been my own heart, even now, trying to make connections that I should have just left alone.
“Alpha, you should be resting,” Xavier said, appearing beside me.
“Yes,” I said, and started walking back to my room. “If Ivan’s warriors come here, send them to me. I want to speak to them at once.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I returned to my room, and I was only there for a short time, when Xavier led Raven and another of Ivan’s warriors into my room. I was still sitting up, refusing to be prone while my child suffered.
My gaze went to Raven at once, Leo’s words repeating on a loop in my head.
Mommy saved me. Mommy saved me. Mommy saved me.
I couldn’t see her face behind her mask, but from her tense body language, I could see the worry in her, the restlessness and
unease.
“Tell me everything that happened,” I said.
“Our warriors are still investigating the scene,” Raven replied. “But we tracked Leo to a trailer in the woods. Two rogues watching him.”
“They are dead now,” said the other warrior.
I nodded, satisfied with that knowledge, and in knowing that the other warriors, when they returned, would have more to share about the scene. “I know you are Ivan’s warriors, but I’d like a full report before your group returns to your home pack.”
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The other warrior nodded. “We would like to stay until Peter to rearly to transport
I’d already heard how Peter had been deathly injured while protecting my son. He was awry a my mottet, and wordt v given all the privileges of such “Of course”
Tit like to stay until Len improves,” Haven added. Her hands clenched into fists.
“You can stay as long as you wish, Raven,” I said
“Good,” she snapped, clearly frustrated, and I was realizing now that some of that was directed at me. “I would also like to set the bodyguards you have hired for Leo’s protection. They are the most incompetent bunch I had ever had the displexure of meeting. If they had been better at their jobs, if they had paid more attention, none of this would have happened.”
“I know,” I said, as guilt shot through me. I’d already been beating myself up over this since discovering Leo had been taken I hadn’t been as diligent as I needed to be. I didn’t prioritize my son’s protection as much as I should have. I had thought he would be safe within the pack house.
I had been so very wrong.
“I swear to you, when we are all out of here, that I will personally protect Leo from now on,” I said.
She continued to glare at me, only her eyes visible through the mask. Her judgment of me, combined with my own worry and guilt, brought out my impatience.
I said, perhaps too harshly, “Why do you care, anyway? Didn’t you want to leave? You left, and he got hurt.” I watched her closely, as I added, cuttingly, “It’s not like you are Leo’s mother.”
Raven stood entirely still, not showing even a sliver of being affected.
Before another word could be spoken, a healer entered the room. “Alpha, I have updates on your son.”
I waved the healer farther into the room, not caring about the others anymore. The healer had my entire attention. “Tell
me.”
“We’ve stabilized him, so he’s no longer bleeding, internally or externally. But he’s fallen into a coma. We believe his body is trying to heal itself.”
“When will he wake up?” I asked.
“I’m sorry, Alpha. But we have no timetable for that. We can only assist as we can, and wait.”
That wasn’t the answer I wanted.
Claire’s POV
I hated everything about this. Leo was in a coma? They didn’t know when he was going to wake up?
I didn’t want to leave him, but Nova needed me too. Maybe I could have Nova brought here, and we could wait together?
“Thank you, Healer,” Gideon said. When the healer left, Gideon looked at me again. His gaze was so cold, I felt like he was looking through me. “When Peter is ready to be moved, you should return to your own pack and your own life, Raven. You don’t need to be somewhere you don’t want to be.”
I stood so tensely, I felt like my bones were vibrating with tension. But what could I say? I didn’t want to leave Leo, but I couldn’t go against the Alpha.
Knowing we were dismissed, the other warrior and I walked out into the hallway.
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“The moment Peter is stabilized, we should leave this place,” he said, sounding a little angry himself. “I don’t trust anyone here. I’ll feel better when we have Peter in our home pack, where he can be properly cared for and protected
“Yes,” I said, understanding the necessity, as much as it hurt me..
I hated that I wasn’t even sure I would get to see Leo again.
The moment Peter was ready to be moved was bittersweet for me. I was glad that Peter was doing better, but still worried for Leo. Knowing I had to leave Leo now cut me deeply.
But there was nothing to be done for it. I didn’t have any choices,
I couldn’t stay without revealing myself.
By now, all of the warriors had returned and reported to Gideon as requested. Peter was being loaded onto an ambulance and the rest of us were piling into our cars, all to take us back home.
Before I entered the car, I turned, giving one last look to the hospital.
“Moon Goddess, protect my son,” I whispered, hoping she would grant him compassion and kindness.
In my heart, I made a softer yet somehow more desperate plea, tugging on my motherly bond to Leo himself.
Get well, my son. I’m sorry I can’t be beside you. Please be strong.
