Chapter 155 155

Chapter 155 155
Lysandra~~

I woke up to find myself in the ICU, infused with oxygen. The ward was empty, and I couldn't feel my pups in my arms. I tried to move my body, but I feared that would disconnect whatever was plugged into me.

Having been in that state, I didn't want to think of how I ended up like that, because I wasn't even feeling my body at that time. I dozed off, but little did I know that I was passing out and not even sleeping.

“Where is she?” I heard someone ask, and the door made a sound. “Sandra?!”

I turned to my right, and it was Jonathan standing there. He looked worn out and kept wiping his sweat on his forehead. “Jonathan? What of my pups?”

He walked closer and squatted beside the bed, “You should worry about yourself first. They are fine.”

I nodded gently, “But I feel stronger now.”

“How did you escape? I was so worried about you when I heard what was going on, and when I arrived, the whole building had collapsed already,” he said so easily as though it was nothing. “What about your lycan?”

I couldn't tell him that my lycan was wounded, although I could feel we had recovered so much. “My lycan is very okay. I transformed and jumped off the building when the flame hadn't gotten upstairs. But I passed out while taking a rest along the road.”

He nodded gently, “It's okay that you are here now. Your pups are being taken care of in the VIP ward, so be calm while I get out a bit to see what's going on.”

“Your mum, Jonathan…

“Don't talk about her for now,” he said and left the ICU without even a glance backwards.

His mum! I didn't want to think about the woman, because she was on my blacklist as her son.

Minutes later, after he left, the doctor walked in, wearing a smile upon seeing me awake. “Heaven knew how scared I was when you were brought here. Your lycan sprained her ankle, and your breath was shallow,” the doctor said, checking on the monitor. “You have stabilised and could leave the ICU now. Your kids are waiting.”

I felt so elated by the smooth feeling that overwhelmed me when he took off everything from my body. My lycan purred in my head, and I giggled at her.

“Could you take me to my pups?” I asked the doctor, and he led the way out. “What about Clement's mum? Do you hear from her?”

He glanced at me and nodded, “The woman is very okay, and so is Clement. You hadn't even asked about your mate…”

“Uh-huh? I will do that when the time is right…" I muttered, and we entered the ward. “How fast is he recovering?” I asked, my feet fastened towards my pups.

The doctor grabbed a seat as well, “I always chose this ward for you because it's soundproof. His majesty spent a lot of money in this hospital,” he uttered, looking so pleased by his king's effort. “He's recovering faster than we thought, although not back in his human form. His beast has gone to sleep, so there's a high hope for him transforming back to his human form soon.”

What good news to hear…

“I heard about the fire outbreak. How did it happen?” he inquired, and I pouted, shaking my head. “You escaped narrowly?”

I nodded, “I jumped off through the window from the second floor. More reason I and my lycan lost it.”

“You’re damn strong…” he complimented and gave me a thumbs-up. “No soul came out there alive, including the Prince's mum.”

The last two words sank into my ear, and I looked up to him. “Including her? There was no way to escape, or what?”

“His men escaped and left others to save themselves, according to what I heard. But the firefighters mentioned that all their vehicles became useless at the point of taking off, and the councils are all mad at them, because the king has invested a lot in this clan for such to happen. I wonder what other clans would be thinking of us…and this is just proof that only he can take care of this clan.” he shook his head, making a pitiful face.

I pitied everyone except Jonathan's mum.

Being burnt to death happened to be one of the most painful ways to take someone's life, so I loved that she got a taste of it, the same way she took my father's life.

“No wonder Jonathan didn't want me to mention her.” I sighed and shook my head. “All those servants and guards are all dead? Why do I feel like someone is behind this? There's no way they could have made a mistake that cost them all their lives.”

The doctor added, “Currently, the council has refused to look into the matter as it concerns the prince. They insist that his mum isn't Luna and even an omega, so she has no value to them…and this is because they feel it's a way for them to divert their attention from the king since we have less than two weeks left.”

Less than two weeks! What little time.

“I wonder how wounded Jonathan could be at this moment. I'll just pretend to still be by his side.”

“Probably!” he mentioned, grinning. “He will have no other choice but to return to his dad soon.”

I chuckled upon hearing that. King Dennis couldn't be behind that.

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The next day, I didn't expect Jonathan to be talking about meeting with the councils and the business board of directors when he should be mourning his mom. He looked so broken, and wasn't even giving up…more like he was fighting to get his last hope.

“How long are we going to stay here? Do you have any other buildings?” I intentionally asked him and he shook his head. “I sincerely don't want to stay in the old palace. You could rent somewhere for us.”

“No need…” he mentioned and released a very heavy breath. “Once we are done with the councils, we will be packing into my brother's palace soon, so I would pay for the days you would spend here, as it's safer than being in a hotel.”

I didn't want to oppose him, so I kindly nodded.

For sure, the VIP ward was comfortable enough. The bathroom, the meals served, and the care from the nurses were top-notch.

Also, the doctor had already told me how the ward and one more were free for any royalty, so the amount Jonathan was paying was rather used to fund the nurses who gave us extra care, and the meals we were served three times a day.

“What time are we going to see them?” I asked, and he responded. “Then I should start getting ready.”

“I'll be back to pick you up,” he assured and left.

When I was set to leave, I left the ward carrying my pups in my arms. We rode to the palace where the councils and board of directors had all gathered as per his demand, and I was offered a seat in their midst once we arrived.

“Since she is here, we need to fasten everything,” one of the men said, and they all agreed.

The agreement I had signed was shifted to me, then the chief council minister asked, “Luna, did you really sign that? After going through it, you signed that the lycan prince takes over the throne and the company as he is the rightful father to the pups, and you had been under a threat by the king…so you couldn't speak. Is that true?”

“Whatever response you give here is what we all will take. If you agreed to it, then it means you will also end the matebond with the king, so you could spend the rest of your lives with Prince Jonathan. What response do you give us?” another man, dressed as he came from the business board, asked too.

I exhaled, patting the chest of my male pup.

After taking a good look at the agreement, I shifted it back to the chief council minister and answered, “Unfortunately, that's not my signature…”

Silence!

Everywhere went quiet like a graveyard.

I made sure to avoid Jonathan's gaze unless he forced me to look at him.

“Are you saying that you never signed this?” the chief council minister asked, and I nodded firmly. “But…

“I have never used such a signature. If you wish, I can show you what my official signature looks like.” I cut him short, and he glanced at the others.

They understood the game, so Jonathan would even believe the shock on their faces.

“We would love to see it, Luna,” one of them said, and a pen and paper were brought to me.

I put down my official signature and told them, “You can scan it to know if I'm telling lies.”

“Sandra?! What's the meaning of this?” Jonathan called for my attention.

I turned to him, making a confused expression too. “What? I'm just telling the truth…”

“You should be joking. You signed that fucking….

“When did I?” I asked him, and his lips dropped open.