Chapter 332
Athena
“His Alpha healing…”
“Might not be enough!” I was shouting again, not caring anymore. ‘You keep saying that like it’s some guarantee but it’s not. Sometimes injuries are too severe. Sometimes even Alphas don’t fully recover.” I didn’t complete my sentence but I know he knew what I was thinking, our dad’s were Aphas. But they
didn’t survive.
Orion’s silence was answer enough. He knew I was right.
I took a shaky breath, trying to calm down. Getting angry at Orion wasn’t helping and it wasn’t right. He wasn’t the enemy here. He was just trying to protect me, protect the babies, protect our secret.
But god,
was hard to be rational when the man I loved was fighting for his life.
‘I need to do something,” I said more quietly. “I can’t just sit in that waiting room pretending I’m okay with letting human medicine handle this. I’m not okay with it. I won’t be okay with it.”
“I know.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Believe me, Athena, if there was a safe way for you to help him, I’d be all for it. But this, using your powers in a hospital full of humans, it’s too dangerous.”
“So what then? We just hope for the best?”
‘We trust the doctors. We wait. And when he’s stable enough, we can transfer him somewhere more private, somewhere
“That could take days. Weeks. You’re asking me to watch him suffer when I could end it right now.”
you could…”
‘I’m asking you to be smart!” His patience was wearing thin, I could hear it in his voice. “To think about more than just right now. Yes, you could probably heal him. But at what cost? Your safety? The babies‘ safety? Our entire community’s safety?”
“Tristan is part of our community,” I shot back. “He’s your best friend, Orion. Or have you forgotten that?”
The words hit him, I could see it in his face. The way his jaw tightened, his eyes hardened.
“You think I’m not torn up about this?” His voice was low, dangerous. “You think I’m not terrified for him too? He’s like a brother to me, Athena. Has been since we were kids. I love him.”
“Then let me save him.”
‘I can’t. Not if it means potentially losing you in the process. Not if it means risking those babies.” He stepped closer, his hands on my shoulders, forcing me to look at him.
“I love Tristan, but I love you more. You’re my sister. If I had to choose between his life and yours, I’m choosing yours every single time. If I was in that position too, I wouldn’t want you to risk your life for me. I’ll choose you always.”
The words should have been comforting. Should have made me feel loved and protected. Instead, they just made me angry.
“You don’t get to make that choice for me,” I said.
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Chapter 332
“Like hell I don’t. You’re carrying two babies, Athena. You’re not thinking clearly…”
‘Don’t you dare tell me I’m not thinking clearly!‘ I shoved his hands off my shoulders. “I’m thinking perfectly clearly. Clearer than you, apparently, show you’re willing to let Tristan die to protect some hypothetical fisk.”
It’s not hypothetical. The risk is real. And I’m not willing to gamble with your life or those babies‘ lives, not even for Tristan.”
We stared at each other, the tension thick between us. I’d never been this angry at Orion before. We fought sometimes, all siblings did, but never like this. But I’ve never raised my voice at him, none I can remember.
I’ve always respected him. Always.
‘I need to do this,” I said quietly. “I need to at least try.”
“And I can’t let you.”
“You can’t stop me either.”
“Athena…”
“No.” I stepped back, putting distance between us. “You can guard that hospital room all you want, but I’ll find a way. I’ll sneak in at night, I’ll wait until you fall asleep, I’ll do whatever it takes. So you can either help me find a safe way to do this, or you can watch me do it the dangerous way. Your choice.”
He stared at me for a long moment, and I could see the conflict in his eyes. The worry. The frustration. The understanding that I meant every word.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
