Chapter 81
Chapter 81
(Anson)
“Does Elianna think she has a spare body or something?” Jacques growled as he paced the hallway back and forth. “Why did she risk her life like that?”
“I don’t know, Jack. Ask her when she awakens. Frankly, I was proud,” I replied, shrugging. “Elianna used the very bond that she despised to turn the table around. She used their connection to locate her dumbass of an ex and still managed to save her true mate.”
The two of us waited outside Elianna’s room while Aramides, Terrence, Lizbeth, and Aurelia shared the hallway with us. Right next to Elianna’s room was Black’s.
We currently have two patients.
“Fifty-eight actually,” Aurelia spoke beside me, making me realize that I was aging faster these days since I had forgotten to turn off our connection through our minds. “Fifty-six dragons, one werewolf, and a new blood.”
I frowned. “Did I not make it clear enough that I do not care about the remaining fifty-six? Only one of them is important to me although Black must make it alive as well. Otherwise, my niece’s sacrifices will be in vain. The rest could die. In case they don’t, I would be too happy to end them myself.”
That was in case Jacques did not do the honor already. He went amok after seeing his unconscious heir. He arrived an hour ago with bloodstains in his suit jacket.
Elianna had broken her bond with Richards herself the very day she appeared on top of the mountain and punished him. In the process, she had broken all her ties with the rest of the hatchlings as well.
Punishing the dumbass was equivalent to punishing his entire army. They fell all at once after Richards had fallen and were thrown in the dungeon.
Severing bonds had massive consequences. Her head, which was already harmed plenty of times by Richards’ manipulation, had suffered major damages, including some of her organs. We were yet to find out about the condition of the baby in her womb.
“It has been four hours! Why is no one coming out?” Jacques growled, his dragon making Aurelia and Lizbeth flinch. Other than his growls, the latter’s desperate plea to their moon goddess echoed in the hallway.
The werewolf healers assisted the healers from our own realm. Normally, there was no sickness and injury that our healers cannot treat. However, none of them had ever treated a new blood. I sat on the steel chair, drumming my fingers to my thighs.
Elianna was yet to acknowledge us as her relatives. Jacques and I fought like hell to avenge our family and free ourselves from the tyrant’s reign. It was our sole purpose. After his death, after the relief that he was gone, there were a few weeks of victory followed by a never-ending emptiness. There was peace at last. And so was boredom.
We put our all into gaining our freedom and when we achieved it, we realized there was nothing left to our family. It was just us two and the rest of our clan. The war with Hugo made us realize that only our lives stopped after our family fell apart. The rest of the dragons’ lives continued. They celebrated our victory and expressed their desire to be with us, yes, and for a while, we let them. But nothing and no one could fill the emptiness. We had simply lost our drive to do anything else.
My dragon and Jacques’ were set to hibernate for a long time when Black suddenly ruined our peace, especially our schedule. His relentless efforts to reach us stopped us from our plan to take a rest for a few decades or maybe an entire century. We were pissed at first, thinking that a werewolf dared to trick us about the new blood. However, I could not deny the flicker of interest and hope that sparked within me and my brother’s with the thought that our sister could be alive and she had a daughter. It was our chance to have a family again.
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Chapter 81
Winning Elianna’s favor was harder than planning to usurp Hugo’s throne. Her situation kept our minds busy and our dragons from drifting away. The emptiness in our chest lessened each day while our curiosity for her grew.
Elianna’s existence had brought us a purpose. The thought of our grandchild thawed the ice in our souls. For the first time in decades, we were able to feel excitement.
And we were at risk of losing all those feelings when we heard the frantic heartbeats of the healers inside the two rooms, their breathings were ragged. We could smell their tension, their anxiety. They tried to mask it with their professionalism but as the biggest predators in this place, Jacques and I could still sense them the way we sensed how Aramides and Lizbeth’s heartbeat raced. Terrence’s jaw tightened as he pulled Black’s weeping sister to his arms.
The dragon king froze when we heard two sets of heartbeat that belonged to Elianna and her mate. The heartbeats were getting weaker by the second. I rose from my seat, my hands slightly trembled.
The silence in the hallway was broken by the footsteps that sprinted to us.
Eloise.
She wore our mother’s robe. She no longer looked like the carefree little girl we used to know. There was a little madness in her eyes now which all dragons possessed after a long time of surviving in this world. There was determination there as well. the same emotion we saw from our mother.
The relief I felt was staggering.
With my sister finally present, completing our family, Elianna and Black were already considered out of danger.
Jacques and I spread our arms for her, but then she stopped in front of the werewolves and raised her hand, exposing a vial. Her blood.
“I am here solely for my daughter. Elianna is the only one I plan to save. However, if you promise that the werewolves will stay away from my daughter after this day, I will save your alpha general,” she uttered in a kind of voice we had never heard before.
Aramides, who had the time to look dumbstruck over my sister’s beauty, took a while to respond. I guessed this was his first time to see her true face without her concealing spell. I was surprised his brain cells still worked.
“W-what are you saying?” Terrence elbowed his father. The latter cleared his throat. “I mean that was uncalled for, Eloise. Creed and Elianna are mates. Separating them is cruel-”
“I am a mother. And if cruelty is necessary to protect my child, I do not mind being cruel.”
Jacques stepped closer to her. “The enemies are gone now, Eloise. It’s safe-”
“Safe? Do you believe Hugo was the only one who made my life a living hell? Rio was the only werewolf who treated me with kindness. The rest of them cannot be trusted, especially with my daughter. I’ve been there before, Jack. I would never let her go through the agony I experienced. So, choose, Aramides. Your general will live or die depending on the choice you will make today.”
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