Unmatched Wife: Not His To Claim Anymore novel Chapter 125

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Chapter 125

Chapter 125

LOUIS

“The shadow showed me. People in dark rooms. A mean lady with a knife. They said they need my blood for something. And there was someone else in there, just like me, but they were hurting him and nobody was stopping them.” I looked up at him. ” Dad, they said I’m an heir. To a bloodline. What does that mean?”

Dad’s expression went through about six different feelings really fast. Then it settled on something scary–not scary for me, but scary for whoever he was thinking about.

“It means we need to talk to Mummy,” he said quietly. “And then we need to figure out who these people are. And Louis?” His arms tightened around me. “Nobody is going to hurt you. I promise. They would have to get through me first and I have a record of winning against such people. You will be saved.”

Mummy burst into the room a minute later, her face pale, her hands already glowing with that soft healing light she used when she was checking for magic stuff on me or any of her patients in the hospital, I liked it more compared to that dark shadow one, this one was warm and filled with love and warmth and didn’t hurt me.

“Louis, baby, are you okay?” She was doing her doctor thing even while her voice shook. Someone must have told her what happened, probably doctor Kim, and she was trying not to fall apart as her hands checked my whole body searching for injuries

as well.

“Where does it hurt?”

“My chest. But it stopped when the shadow left.” I tried to explain what had happened–the cold, the touching, the visions-

while Mummy ran her hands over me, checking for I don’t know what.

“There,” she breathed, her light concentrating on my chest as the light got brighter as I sucked in a deep breath, feeling that same coldness from before, but it was being sucked away by the light. “There’s new curse damage. Very recent. Within the last

few minutes.”

“That’s impossible,” Dr. Kim said from the doorway. “The curse was broken. We confirmed it-”

“Someone reactivated it,” Mummy interrupted, her voice going hard and scary. “Or triggered a secondary curse. Louis, this shadow you saw–what did it look like exactly?”

I described it as best I could. The person–shaped darkness. The cold. The wrongness of it.

Mummy and Dad exchanged a look that made my stomach hurt worse than the shadow had.

“Tracking curse,” Mummy said. “Someone’s been using Louis as an anchor point. That’s why the shadow keeps appearing–it’s not part of the original curse. It’s something else entirely. Something watching him.”

“Can you break it?” Dad asked.

“I can try. But Lucian, if someone’s powerful enough to place a tracking curse on top of the original work, and patient enough to wait months before activating it-” She stopped, looking at me. “This isn’t random. Someone specific is targeting Louis.”

“The mean lady,” I said. “The one in the vision. She said my blood would unlock something.”

Mummy’s face went white. “Blood ritual. They need his bloodline for a blood ritual, but for what? What would they require a child blood for? There are thousands of things that they could use it for, and not one is actually good. Hid soul is pure and innocent and they are going to use his essence, draining him to do something terrible.”

Dad stood up from the bed, still holding me. “We’re going home. Now. And then we’re calling Klaus.and everyone else and figuring out who the hell is targeting my son.”

“Our son,” Mummy corrected softly.

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Dad looked at her, and something passed between them. Then he nodded. “Our son. And whoever’s after him just made the biggest mistake of their lives.”

They rushed me out of the hospital so fast I barely saw where we were going. Dr. Kim called after us about the incomplete scan, but neither Mummy nor Dad even slowed down.

In the car, wrapped in Dad’s jacket because I was still cold, I asked the question that had been growing in my mind since the shadow touched me.

“Mummy? The lady in the vision said something about the mother. About how I’d ‘serve their purposes as well as the mother would have.‘ What did she mean?”

Mummy went very still in the front seat. “What exactly did she say, Louis? Word for word if you can remember.”

I repeated it as best I could, watching Mummy’s reflection in the rearview mirror go from pale to ghost–white.

“You’re descended from curse–breakers, I believe your mum, your biological mum either had it in her lineage, whether hers was dormant before she died, but there is something special about your blood.” Mummy said, turning in her seat to look at me. “Very powerful ones. And apparently, someone wants that power badly enough to target children to get it.”

“They’re not getting him,” Dad said, his voice flat and absolute. “I don’t care who they are or how powerful they think they are. They’re not touching Louis.”

I believed him. Dad’s voice had that tone that meant someone was about to have a very bad day.

But I was still scared. Because the shadow had been so cold, and the vision had felt so real, and the mean lady’s face was stuck in my head like a bad dream I couldn’t wake up from.

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