CHAPTER TEN - Leave

Peter's POV 

“Hmm.” Michella let out a sigh as she removed the stethoscope. 

“Her heart’s still beating… but barely.” She told me, making my heart skip a beat.

“But it's only a neck injury, how's that possible?” I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion as I ran my fingers through Anna's cheek, caressing it.

Michelle scoffed a little at what I said before speaking,

“She has a fragile neck, and this isn’t just about the surface injury. The neck houses critical arteries, and even minor trauma can cause a cascade of issues, swelling, reduced blood flow to the brain, or worse.” She explained, looking at my face, which was etched with confusion to what she said.

“It’s best if we take her to the pack hospital where she can get proper treatment.” She broke the situation down for me.

“Alright, let's go,” I said quickly, taking Anna’s body into my arms as I stood up, her chest rising and falling slowly as her face turned a bit pale.

As I turned to leave, I saw my mum glaring at me with her breath coming out hot, while that bitch, Charlotte, kept smiling as she watched her scheme play out perfectly as she expected.

This isn't over.

“Guards!” My Mum yelled, calling some guards' attention to the living room.

“Arrest the doctor.” She ordered them, pointing a finger towards Michelle.

“Mum, what are you doing?!” I roared at her, “You can't arrest her!” 

“Yes, I can.” She replied, “No one refuses my order as queen mother. Guards take her.” 

“Don't you dare!” I bellowed at the guards through gritted teeth.

“Do it.” My Dad pressured them.

At this point, I knew I couldn't waste time fighting for Michelle while my mate was dying slowly; I needed to act fast.

I quickened my pace out of the living room as the guards handcuffed Michella. There should be other medical staff available to treat Anna’s injury in the hospital.

“She will die, Peter, and there's nothing you can do about it, you will be mated to Charlotte, you hear me? Your threats mean nothing, you will be king!” My Dad's voice echoed through the wall as I ran out of the living room, stepping into the dead soldier’s pool of blood.

‘Come man… hurry.’ I heard Mike's voice in my head, telling me what I didn't know was already obvious.

“Open the gates!” I yelled at the guard at the gate post as I rushed towards my car in the dark of night.

“Davis!” I shouted my driver's name, placing Anna in the backseat of the car along with me.

“Where to, your high-” 

“The hospital, quickly.” 

I interrupted Davis as he entered the car; the sound of the car engine roaring to life filled the area, and then we began to leave the mansion to the hospital.

“Stay with me, Anna,” I spoke to her with my rapid-beating heart, staring at her blurry eyes as they began to shut.

“I will…” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, sending chills down my spine.

“Hurry!” I yelled at Davis, making him step on the accelerator, allowing the car to go faster.

‘We can't let her die, Peter.’ Mike growled with a mournful whine.

‘She won't…’ I replied to him, trying to have faith she would live through this.

Just like me, Mike has been desperate to find Anna too and with her condition like this now, I’m pretty sure he is willing to kill my father for this, not minding the consequences.

Fucking hell!

All because my parents want me to unite the two kingdoms, they are willing to take away my happiness from me and have me mate that witch.

Shit! I don't know what I’ll do if Anna dies; if I leave the kingdom, I will be caught and brought back, and if I kill my parents to avenge her death, I will be seen as a monster and cursed by all.

Truth be told, I would become a very confused Lycan. Now I think it's high time I understood the mansion was too dangerous for Anna to stay.

If she gets through this, I’ll have to take her as far away from the mansion as possible, and then find a place where she can be hidden from my parents.

But where… Where can I keep her hidden if she lives? I thought to myself before we arrived at the hospital.

As Davis drove to the lot and settled the car in a space, I rushed down, taking Anna into my arms again.

“Medic!” I yelled as I got closer to the entrance of the hospital.

“Medic!” 

Immediately, two women dressed in white coats rushed to meet me, dragging along a stretcher with them.

“Attend to her, quickly!” I urged the medical team with urgency in my voice, my heart pounding in my chest as I gently placed Anna onto the stretcher. 

Her pale face and shallow breathing filled me with dread. As they began to wheel her away toward the hospital and through the hall, I kept a steady hand on the stretcher, unwilling to let go, feeling every bump and jolt as we navigated the chaotic scene around us.

“Call Doctor Michelle.” One of the nurses ordered the other as we moved.

“She's not in her office, ma’am.” The other told her.

I kept shut, I didn't want them to be distracted about Michelle’s situation so I decided not to inform them of her arrest.

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After some time walking, we got into a ward room filled with patients’ equipment like an IV stander, heart rate monitor, and some other things.

I quickly took Anna off the stretcher and placed her on the white mattress, staring at her pale face that scared me out of my mind.

“Your Highness… Please, you need to leave.” One of the nurses instructed me as the rest got to work.

“We need our full concentration on our patient.” 

“No… I’m not leaving her!” I roared at her, my voice echoing through the walls of the room, making her and the rest of her colleagues take a step back in fear of my aura.

“Please, Your Highness…” she pleaded, rubbing her two hands together, “We insist you do.” 

I felt hesitant to leave but seeing that they couldn't concentrate well because of me, I decided to leave. 

As I began to walk out of the room, I couldn't help but keep my gaze set on Anna as they started to treat her.

Before I opened the door to leave, I began to hear the sounds of the heart rate monitor beeping.

I stepped out of the room immediately, my eyes filled with tears.

“If only I could have kept you safe, Anna,” I whispered to myself, feeling the regret of not being able to protect her from my parents.

How could my parents demand this of me? How could they take everything I wanted and twist it into something I had to fight for? If Anna dies… what would be left for me? A crown, a throne, a future without the only person who mattered.