Chapter 172: Mating Ceremony Countdown
Chapter 172: Mating Ceremony Countdown
(Olivia’s POV)
The pack ambulance had already
arrived. Matthew Kane was lifted onto it by the King’s Guard.
The pack medic fitted him with an oxygen mask. As he lay on the gurney, the veins on his exposed chest, neck, and forearms bulged like writhing earthworms.
His chest heaved violently as cold sweat beaded on his skin. He looked as if he were on the verge of death.
A terrified me grasped his hand. Matthew managed to pull his hand free and gently stroked my hair.
His voice was raspy and dry. “I can’t touch you right now, you know?”
I nodded, forcing myself to be rational and retracting my hand. The healer informed him they needed to administer a sedative for stomach cleansing.
Matthew weakly asked me, “Will you stay with me?”
I nodded firmly. “I won’t leave you.”
Reassured, he slowly closed his eyes.
Half an hour later, he was wheeled into the emergency treatment room. I sat outside, my hands clenched tightly over my chest.
I trembled uncontrollably. Soon, Barrett Kane, Victoria Kane, and Seraphina Kane rushed to the infirmary.
Beta Tristan explained the situation, though he knew nothing of what had transpired in the study. Victoria
was furious.
She directed her anger at Beta Tristan for not protecting her son. Then she turned on her mate, Barrett Kane,
for not eliminating the threat of Alpha Fenwick years ago.
Though her words were for her mate, her sharp gaze was fixed on me. “You couldn’t foresee it? That Alpha
Fenwick is notoriously sinister.”
“Weren’t you almost tricked by him back then? It’s all your fault for not rooting him out, leaving such a huge
threat for our son.“.
Her accusation hit me like a physical blow. I wanted to defend myself but couldn’t find the words.
When the emergency room doors opened, Matthew was wheeled out. I rushed forward, anxiously asking the healer, “How is he?”
The healer explained that most of the wolfsbane had been purged from his system. The remainder would dissipate over time without causing significant harm.
He then looked directly at me. “Are you the Alpha King’s mate? You should take good care of him; he’ll recover
faster.”
I didn’t fully grasp the healer’s insinuation about mate bonds accelerating healing. But I knew I would care for
him.
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Theld Matthew’s hand as he slept under the effects of the sedative.
In the private infirmary room, Matthew lay on the bed, changed into a patient’s gown. I saw the not yet fully healed marks on his arm.
They were scratches he had inflicted on himself with his own claws to stay conscious during the poisoning As I gazed at them, a tear fell onto his hand.
He instantly woke and grasped my hand. I quickly wiped my tears and called his family, who had been waiting outside.
As Barrett Kane, Victoria Kane, and Seraphina Kane surrounded the bed, chiding and fussing over him, I stood by the window. I watched the happy family scene.
I had always envied Seraphina. Now, seeing the usually commanding Matthew soften in the warmth of his family’s love, I felt a profound sense of otherness.
I had wanted to stand shoulder–to–shoulder with him, to be his partner. But he had orchestrated the entire takedown of Alpha Fenwick without telling me.
This realization made me feel dispensable. An ache settled deep in my heart.
“The mating ceremony must be even grander now,” Victoria was saying. “We need to quell any rumors about
Matthew’s weakness.”
“I’ll handle the arrangements,” Barrett Kane replied. “The entire European territory will witness our son’s
strength.”
Seraphina nodded eagerly. “Everyone will see that the Kane bloodline remains unshakeable.”
Their words about the ceremony made my stomach twist. They were planning my future without consulting
- me.
After the family left, promising to take care of Aurora, I was left alone with Matthew. He opened his eyes and whispered, “Come here.”
I sat by the bed. He immediately pulled me into a hug.
The faint scent of medicinal moonlight herbs clung to him. Fearing he was too weak, I tried to push him
away.
But he mistook my hesitation. “Are you disgusted with me?” he asked, his grip tightening.
“Did she hurt you anywhere else?” I asked, my voice trembling.
A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. “Why don’t you check for me?”
He guided my hand to his gown. I helped him remove it, my cheeks flushing as I avoided his gaze.
I saw old battle scars on his back and touched them. My heart ached for the hardships he had endured.
He suddenly turned, pulling me into his arms. “It tickles,” he murmured.
“Did you find any other injuries?” he asked softly.
“No,” I replied.
He teased, “Then she was pretty gentle with me?”
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His words struck me like silver. They reminded me of what Eleonora Redgrave had said about Theodore Redgrave and Clara Thorne.
“Don’t touch me,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face as I recoiled, I pushed him away.
“I’m not disgusted that your body is unclean, but your heart… it’s not clean anymore either,” I cried out. My voice was filled with accusation and hurt.
“You need to reflect. I’m going home to Aurora.”
As I turned to leave, he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back into his embrace. He held my hand.
“My heart has always belonged to you. You can’t wrongly accuse me. If you wrongly accuse me, what am I to
do?”
His lips brushed against the corner of my lips.
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