Dangerous Lycan: Claim Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Mate

“I haven’t had much sleep ever since you were poisoned,” he began without hearing everything he had to say, I already felt lobed. His presence meant a lot.

“It’s crazy how I can’t wrap my head around anything. The doctor said that I should hurry but I don’t know what else to do. It crazy right? For a king to be clueless. Yes, it happens. Much often than you could think but our pride wouldn’t let us run to anyone’s arms,” he chuckled.

“I know you would be probably wondering why I haven’t approached Ryan yet but from my investigation from a distance, he has no hand in this. Its surprising though. He should have had a hand in it maybe it would be a lot easier to just get the cure from him. But I’m here doing nothing because I don’t have an idea what this is and it scares me when I have no idea what is happening.”

He paused for a while and then continued.

“I mean I’m the Lycan king I should have ideas about everything right? Well I thought so too. But this is different. I’m tempted to say I need you on this,” he scoffed.

“You know earlier I said that I wish you could hear me well, I take back my words I wish you can’t hear that. You would actually think we are friends. You know you were right about the culprit being in the palace. There is something actually going on there. After you were taken to the hospital I went through your room and found the note. I have ordered that no one leaves the palace so that the culprit would not leave so whoever did this is probably still there.”

Then he leaves my hand.

“If only you could talk or maybe see again this would be a lot easier for us all. You could have just told us or identified who this person is. But I guess the poison is eating deep into you now. Everyday that I’m here watching this machine beep and knowing that you are only able to breath through machines it irks me you know. Yeah, surprising it does. I cannot just sit and watch you die. I can’t. Not again. I cant watch someone else just die again not under my watch,” he sniffed.

I couldn’t tell if he was crying but his words were touching.

“I need to do something and think I have the perfect idea for this. You see, talking to you has made me realise what I should do. You always really do know what to do. I wish that I would have done something much sooner to save your life. I can’t turn the hands of time but I assure you. I would make this right.”

He sighs, “I miss you Clara and I promise you that I’m going to bring whoever did this to justice. Remember Alex, my beta, I told you about has been really helpful and has also devoted himself to finding this dangerous person in my kingdom. We can’t have that person walking around freely in town. Not anymore. I have to go now, hang in there. I will be back,” he pecked my hands and then left it back on the bed. I heard the screeching of the stool and some shuffling before the creaks. But before it went back to just the beeps, I heard muffled voices from a distance.

They said watching a person about to die brings up a part of someone that no one knew was buried within. A mushy feeling, one that felt everything all at once as the person would not be sure that this person they look out to would survive. At the point of vulnerability where the person on the sick bed might survive or not, it is usually a difficult and very trying time for whoever was sitting by the bedside and watching. To watch someone die, every breath being dragged away from the person as you just sit and wait.

Maybe this was how Kieran felt. It was either this or he actually really cared about me and hated to see me like that. I couldn’t tell because there wasn’t much different to the feeling. All I wished for at the time, was to be able to see his face again. Perhaps maybe this time, we could be better friends if we both let our prides aside. I had tried every means not to go too close to Kieran. To avoid the proximity like how it had been with Ryan.

But it was like the more I tried, the more this force between us disappeared while a much external force pulled us together. There was always something happening that would make us to be at each others side. To spend time tackling what problem that was at hand. And just like every other time, the problem was a person. The only difference was that it was an undisclosed person that even Kieran couldn’t seem to know.

I can still remember her face. I didn’t want to forget. Those eyes underneath that grin, they were so clear. The answer that we all needed was right there if only I could remember where I had once seen that face. Something just didn’t add up yet. All I was sure about was that I had seen that face before. I never forget a face. Not a face that had made an impact in my life whether good or bad.

Whoever this person was only came for revenge. This cannot be Ryan. It isn’t one of his works. Apart from Kieran confirming it, I knew Ryan too well to identify his footprints. Ryan wouldn’t want me dead and just throw away the opportunity of being the most powerful werewolf ever. He was too selfish for that. But the instinct of this person was solely pure and very much glaring. A clear intention to hurt me, who would want that?

Think Clara. Think. Who would want you dead? Those eyes. That grin when I took up that berry. I had seen those pinning stares somewhere. Why does my brain refuse to remember?

My mind felt like it had began a marathon and so I heard the beeping again, this time, a lot more faster than it was before. The face was coming to me. I could place it now. Somewhere in Ryan’s Manor. Someone that I might have hurt directly or indirectly.

Oh yes!

Those were the same eyes I had seen in my room in Ryan’s Manor. The one that had stared at me before hugging Madam Ann and zooming off in that car. Those were the eyes of Patricia. How can I forget? She might have changed a few things about herself but those eyes still remained the same. The one that longed for something that she couldn’t have but wanted it all the same. Her obsession for Ryan still hadn’t changed even if she knew I had nothing with Ryan.

How could she?! What sort of feelings does she have for a man that she would want to harm me? I wished I could inform Kieran that I had finally figured it out. I wished I could tell him that it was a maid. The same maid I had always suspected to see her face somewhere in the past. The very one that had served us our meals a couple of times. Our lives where literally in her hands. I guess she was just waiting for the right time to strike. And when she found it, she didn’t hesitate.

As my mind wandered, the beeping increased. It was like the more I discovered the more I used up whatever life was left in me. I heard the sounds of shuffling feet but this was that of not just one or two persons.

The light I could see had began to become a lot dim as the machine beeped a lot louder and even faster. Distorted loud noises filled my ear as the light began to disappear. I head throbbing feet. It was like I was surrounded by people.

“What’s wrong?” Someone said, I could tell who.

“She is unstable. I think we are losing her,” I heard the voice of the doctor.

The pains had resumed and the beeps had suddenly become muffled. Was this how it felt to be dying? I was losing control over my own mind. The poison might have found me here. Kieran would be too late because my body already felt too weak. I couldn’t hold on anymore longer than a few seconds. The lights faded away more quickly than it did before.

“Her heart rate is going way too high.”

“Doctor we are losing time.”

“Get the defibrillator. Get ready,” I heard the voices.

“Charge. Clear….”

The voices were very much muffled and so were the beeps. The lights disappeared. Finally it all went numb. And then silent. Like a dark silent hole. Could this be death?This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.