Chapter 70
Chapter 70
RAINA'S POV
The unexpected visit from Donald for a second time in such a short span stirred a
tumult of emotions within me. As I opened the door, his presence sent a wave of
mixed feelings relief, curiosity, and a tinge of anxiety.
“Donald, what brings you here again?” I inquired, attempting to maintain
composure while inwardly grappling with the whirlwind of emotions.
He looked at me with a certain earnestness, a glare that hinted at how serious
the situation was. “Raina, Carlyle needs your help. He’s not well.”
My heart skipped a beat. Despite the internal conflict, a surge of concern for his
well-being took over my mind.
“What happened to him?” I questioned, my voice betraying a mixture of worry
and reluctance.
“He's sick, Raina. Really sick. We need your expertise. Please, help us save him.
He has suffered at relapse. Donald implored with his words resonating with a
sincerity that transcended our complicated history.
“Alright, I'll meet you soon. Give me a minute.”
In the room, the atmosphere was heavy with tension as I walked in, a reluctant
participant in the unfolding drama. My gaze met Carlyle’s, and in that moment, a
complex tapestry of emotions. unfolded. The past was a specter, and the present
was an unwelcome reunion.
“So, the great Alpha Carlyle needs my help, I remarked, a wry smile playing on
my lips. The room. held an uncomfortable silence, thick with unspoken history.
Donald, caught between the dynamics, spoke with urgency, “Raina, we need you
to save him. He's deteriorating rapidly, and we don’t have much time.”
My initial reluctance transformed into a cold determination.
“Fine, you mentioned that before.” I agreed, not out of sympathy, but a strategic
calculation of my own. As we ventured into Carlyle’s quarters, the sight that
awaited me was unexpected.
Aside Carlyle laying on the bed, Mason laid opposite him there, visibly unwell
too. Shock momentarily eclipsed my poised demeanor. The scenario defied my
calculations, unraveling a layer of complexity I hadn't anticipated.
“So, the heir is ailing as well. What a family reunion this is turning out to be,” I
quipped, masking my internal turmoil with a facade of indifference. The room,
now charged with uncertainty, held the promise of unpredictable turns in the
intricate game we found ourselves playing.
As I navigated through the intricate threads of my communication tool, a surge of
satisfaction rippled through me. The récent events had taken an unforeseen turn,
and it appeared that the goddess of fate was, for once, aligning with my desires.
Initially suspecting my brother's machinations, the ethereal exchange of
messages dispelled that notion.
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“So, this twist of fate is not Rex's doing,” I mused, a sly smile tugging at the
corners of my lips. The unexpected illness that had befallen both Carlyle and
Mason presented an opportunity that I hadn't anticipated.
The goddess, it seemed, had chosen this moment to cast her favor upon me. My
brother, oblivious to the unfolding drama, remained a distant figure in my
carefully woven plans. As the pieces fell into place, I found solace in the belief
that destiny was, indeed, playing a hand in orchestrating the reunion I had long
envisioned.
Before I began to care for Carlyle, I made sure everyone excused us.
“Why is that?” Donald was taken aback.
“It's fir hus own good. Am I the one being sick here?” I asked in return.
“No, Raina. That's not the answer I want. The last time I checked, you didn’t
order anyone out when he was critically ill. Why then will you do that when all
you're going to expend is just little effort.”
“Are you questioning my ability? I guess you should come find me when your
done overcoming your trust issues. If you don’t trust me with his health, why
come for me in the first place?” I fired at him, walking out of the room in a feigned
anger.
“You obviously know I don’t mean that As you can see, I'm not the only one here.
The healers, Mason's nanny, and the guards are surrounded here. According to
the pack traditions, you don’t expect me to send them out just because you want
to take care of the Alpha. Not at thus time when our security is strongly
distabilized.” Donald held me back, stopping me from leaving.
“But
you did that the first time you sought my help. Why not do it again? I definitely
won't take long. to do what I want to do.” I insisted persuasively. This time, in a
low tone.
“Beta Donald, his breath is getting more shallow. We really don’t have much time
again.” One of the present pack healers pointed out to me, leaving me at
crossroads on what to do.
I couldn't go against the pack rules, yet, Carlyle wasn't getting any better.
“Time is running out, Donald. Make a choice; Raina voiced, distracting me from
the realm of deep thoughts which I found myself.
He stared deeply into my eyes, probably trying to find an assurance, no matter
how small that Carlyle would be safe in my hands.
“You don’t have to worry, Beta. You all can stay around. I surely can’t escape
here without passing through that entrance. You have your way of holding me
captive right? Then, there's nothing to fear since you can always hold me
responsible.” I said and he heaved a sigh.
“It's fine, then. Do what you need to. He muttered, signalling everyone to leave
with a snap of hist hands.
As soon as they were all outside, I smirked to myself. One step away from my
plans. This time, I was fully prepared to achieve my aims of getting attached to
Carlyle in a way he wouldn't have a choice but to acknowledge me.
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Thinking about it, I really don’t get where I got the idea of going down with him
from. All I knew was that I wanted to come through with it by all means. Looking
around carefully, I felt the breathing presence of someone. I looked around
carefully but couldn't find anyone around asides Mason who was laying on the
bed, almost lifelessly.
I felt the presence of a third party but soon ignored il as soon as time was
running out and I didn’t want my plans to fail.
Moving closer to Carlyle. I positioned myself well, brought out the Lupicure
essence which was a sacred item of our pack and the reason why my help was
sought to heal Carlyle. The Lupicure essence has dated back to centuries since
the existence of our pack. It is a material which is very potent in curing different
type of poisons and it can take any form and shape depending on how and what
it's been used for.
Unlike other materials in our pack, it can only be activated by someone from my
pack as long as he’s royalty related.
Setting the Lupicure essence in the way it should be. I bit my index finger,
dropping it on it as required for the purpose I intend using it. As planned. I would
treat Carlyle just like Donald wanted me to but I would also use it as an hypnotic.
Then. I'll proceed with making Carlyle do my bidding.
As I attempted to exploit Carlyle’s unconscious state, hoping to intertwine our
fates in a way I desired, an unforeseen disruption echoed through the room.
Mason suddenly began exhibiting scary and alarming symptoms. The
atmosphere then changed from calculated manipulation to chaotic urgency.
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Carlyle who was still in the delicate
balance between consciousness and
slumber. became the unwitting
audience to the unfolding drama, or
so I thought. Caught off guard by
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Mason's unexpected symptoms, I
scrambled to assess the situation,
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Suddenly, his eyes flicked open,
glowing the with the brightest of light
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“Something is wrong with Mason!” I exclaimed, my composed demeanor
crumbling in the face of the unforeseen.
Carlyle, stirred by the urgency in my voice, began to regain consciousness. An
unexpected miracle! What was going on? How did a critically ill werewolf, almost
dead, gain consciousness all of a sudden?
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Quickly. I hid the Lupicure essence as
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I didn't know what next to do. By now,
everyone had rushed in, the healers,
the maids and guards, including
Donald whose gaze shifted between
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my disheveled state and Mason's
distressed condition. As awareness
settled in, he demanded answers.
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“What happened here?” He questioned, boiling with rage,
“What did you do to my son?” Carlyle’s voice cut through the air sharply.
Realizing the precariousness of the situation, I attempted to salvage control. “I-I
didn’t do anything He just... he just started showing these symptoms!”
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The room buzzed with tension as Carlyle, fueled by paternal concern, took
charge.
“Do something about it. Now!” he commanded the healers, the urgency in his
voice cutting through
the uncertainty.
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