Cassy pov

Izzy started to howl and whimper in my mind. Her efforts to contact Rex must have been unfruitful. Her agonising howls only added to my worry. Why wasn’t she able to contact Rex? The situation seems to be worse than it looks like

“Izzy, I’m scared.” I cried as I rushed towards the closed door.

“We must be strong, for our mate.” She replied through her whimpers. She was right. We will be strong. I sprinted out of our room and looked around. Mom and dad’s room was just a few doors away. Without wasting time, I hastened to call for help.

“Mom! Dad! Help!!” I screamed as I banged on their door. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as my breathing was nothing but shorts gasps. My heart was shattering into tiny bits and pieces. However, I wasn’t going to stop until I got the help I needed.

“What is it?” Dad was quick to open the door. He must have realised the urgency in my voice. His face was contorted in immense concern.

“Elliot…..” I gasped through my tears, pointing to the open door of my room.

“What happened to him?” He questioned, rushing towards our room.

“Honey?” Mom came out soon after, drying her hair using her towel. Perhaps she just came out of the bathroom, but that didn’t matter to me.

“Mommy….” I cried. “Elliot…”

I sobbed, and ran towards my room, with her following me close behind. By the time I reached, dad was already laying his unconscious body on the floor. His body was now trembling and shaking without control.Material © .

“Quick! Call the healers and the guards! We need to take him to the infirmary at once!” He ordered.

Mom hastened to carry out the orders. I was too perturbed by what was happening. I didn’t want to believe that it was happening for real. However, there wasn’t even the slightest chance of me denying the fact that Elliot was in danger.

Within a matter of a few minutes, he was rushed towards the infirmary. He was taken in and we were asked to wait outside while they tried to stabilise him. The healers and my parents tried their best to assure me that everything was going to be fine and that I should relax.

However, I couldn’t. There was no way that I could relax even a bit before I was sure that he was out of danger. I tried to hold in my sobs and tears, as much as I could nonetheless. I sat in between my parents, with my heart pounding hysterically. They continued to utter words of encouragement and a shoulder to cry on while the healers took him into the emergency room so that they could do the needful.

Elliot’s father had come rushing into the infirmary, as soon as he heard about what had happened. His eyes were wide and red and his shirt was soaked with his sweat. When his eyes landed on me, I burst into tears.

“Hey…hey. He will be fine my dear.” He said at once, crouching down to my level.” He said. “But how did this happen?” He asked.

“I…we got some gifts from the Dark Howl pack. It had snacks and some wine. Elliot drank that and he…. I don’t know. When I came out of the bathroom, he was unconscious, with foam coming out of his mouth. He….I will never allow him to drink again. He shouldn’t have drunk that. I hate wine….” My voice quivered as I stuttered. My sobs got worse as I covered my face with my hands and cried my heart out.

“But….this isn’t the first time he had drunk. Isn’t it?” My father asked.

“Yes …..” his father sounded uncertain. “Something isn’t right. Do you still have that bottle?” He asked.

I nodded, heaving in a shaky breath. “It is in our room. I had kept the one he took on the floor. Perhaps some of it is still left in it. And there is another bottle on the table.” I told them, my voice still quivering.

“We need to carry out an investigation.” My father stated.

“Yes. I believe you are right. And I think we should inform the healers about this. Perhaps this information will be crucial for them to heal him.” His father agreed.

“I’ll do that. The sooner the better.” Mom said and walked towards the emergency room to meet the healers attending Elliot.

I looked in between the two fathers and frowned.

“What do you mean?” I asked. I couldn’t understand. Honestly, my mind had stopped working. Even Izzy had gone completely silent. She most probably was mourning for Rex and hence completely blocked me from contacting her.

“This doesn’t sound like a normal thing to me, dear. Elliot doesn’t drink often, but he still does occasionally. And nothing like this had happened in the past.” His father said.

My lips parted in utter confusion and my tears suddenly dried up. I felt a shiver down my spine. Did this mean someone had done something to it?

I frowned. I didn’t want to believe it. Shaking my head, I ran my tongue over my lips.

“But …..” my frown deepened. “You mean…..”

Goosebumps were crawling all over my skin.

“But, couldn’t it mean that the wine he took wasn’t good for him? He….”

I leaned back. My chest heaved as my breathing slowly laboured. Does this mean he was poisoned?

No…please no!

“Hey …he is a fighter. I am sure he will come back stronger than ever.” His father reassured. I looked at his concerned face through the tears that were blurring my vision. He was doing an awesome job at being strong for his only child. I took a deep breath. My heart raced as I did, however, I knew that I too should stay strong for him.

“He will be fine,” I said, trying to reassure myself that everything will eventually be okay.

“Good girl. Now honey. I will leave. I think I should investigate this case personally.” He stood up and walked away.

“We will get to the bottom of this dear. Elliot’s father is very experienced at these kinds of investigations. We will eventually find out what had happened.” Dad reassured me.

Just then mom returned from the emergency room. I looked at her hopefully.

“I have told them that it could be because of something he ingested. They are trying to pump his stomach now.” She informed me as she sat down beside me.

She wrapped her hands around me and held me close to her. I chewed on my lower lips as I silently prayed for him to recover soon. I couldn’t afford to lose him. If I do, I would be losing half of my soul along with him.

He will be fine.

He will be okay.

I kept repeating in my head. However, I couldn’t hold back the occasional sniffles and sobs that escaped through my lips. I continued to wipe away the tears that rolled out of my eyes. I knew I was looking like a mess, however, I couldn’t care less. I wanted him to be better. I wanted him to come back. And where was Izzy right now? I needed her.

“Izzy? Come back!” I cried.

Fortunately, she had removed the block and replied.

“Hey, girl. I know it hurts. But we must be strong. I am trying to contact Rex. But it seems that he is being repressed by a force.” She told me.

My eyes widened. Repressed?

“But how is that possible?” I asked her.

“Only if the work of a witch or a sorceress is included.” She replied, making me gasp.

An uncomfortable shiver ran down my spine.

“Are you sure Izzy?” I exclaimed in utter shock. She simply nodded in response.

My eyes widened and my jaws clenched. So this could only mean that the drink surely was vandalised.

“Would pumping his stomach help?” I asked Izzy with my hopes rising. If we knew what had happened, we could surely try to reverse it.

“Only time could tell honey. I don’t know much about witches and spells.” She sighed.

Witches….spells …..maybe Ava can help.

I sat dumbfounded on my seat for heavens knows how long. I wanted to reveal what I had learnt, but I needed proof. I couldn’t simply claim that I knew what exactly was happening to my Elliot. I will have to wait until the results of the investigation come.

I gulped. But this must be it. I thought. I wonder if Sir Harold would find anything bizarre from the tests he was going to run. If this was the work of magic, he might not find anything.

“Dad?” My voice was surprisingly calm.

“How long would it take for tests to be run and results to come back?” I asked.

“I think they will do this urgently, so let’s say a couple of hours?” He answered.

I breathed in deeply. A couple of hours. I could wait.

Minutes ticked by. Neither of us spoke. The silence between us was deafening, however, I was too shaken up to speak and I was kind of glad that my parents were letting me be. After some time, a nurse greeted us as she approached.

“Your highness.” she humbly said.

“You may see him now. He is stable but still unconscious. We had found traces of a poisonous extract in his system. We have tried our best to flush it out of his body.” She said, bowing slightly.

“Is he out of danger?” I asked, wanting to clear my doubts.

“Umm….we cannot say for sure your majesty. But he is stable at the moment. We are hoping that he will wake up soon. There are two possibilities in cases like this. Either, he will wake up, or he will slowly slip into a coma.” She explained and all I could do was stare at her.

“Please. Follow me.” She said, after a long, awkward pause. I followed, silently praying that he wakes up soon, instead of slipping into a coma.

She took us to a cubicle where he was sleeping on a hospital bed. Now, he looked a little better than when we brought him here. At least he was no longer trembling and shaking.

I stood beside him and studied his face. I wanted to see his grey eyes, which I had fallen in love with. I wanted to see him smile and hear him tease. Using my thumb, I traced the lips that I loved to k**s. I no longer had the strength to hold back my tears, so I let them flow out of my eyes freely.

“I will get whoever did this to you, babe. I promise.” I whispered and kissed his forehead. I thought about the people who had brought it to me. I had never thought alpha Sam would do anything like this. But what if Miles was the one who was behind it? I narrowed my eyes, thinking deeply over the matter.

What if he was the one who sabotaged the drink without his father’s knowledge? He had every reason to do that.

My eyes travelled to my husband and mate.

“I will get him for you, my love,” I repeated my promise, through my gritted teeth.