Chapter 95 A Mysterious Illness
\[Osiris’ POV\]
After that, I don’t bother asking anything about Ray’s illness. I don’t even bother asking him about his mother.
It was pointless to do such a thing, and honestly, I wanted nothing more than to get everything over with so that I could go see my prey before heading to dinner that evening with my grandfather.
Together, Ray and I work harmoniously, like it is the simplest thing in the world, and when we finally finish, Ray looks more than exhausted.
For a moment, I feel strange emotions stirring in me as I watch the man in front of me work to pretend that he is fine.
Sighing, I cross my arms and then wait until he fixes his gaze on me.
“What?” He asks. “Something wrong?”
“Have you been checked?”
There was no point in trying to ignore the elephant in the room, but it was strange that I would even care about such things.
In the past, Ray and I were constantly competing, but if it wasn’t for his mother’s involvement, could we…
No. It was pointless to consider such things since it wouldn’t change anything.
“With Father’s power, I’m sure that you can receive the best treatment.” I continue while Ray just stares at me.
“Are you worried about me?”
Grimacing, I try to ignore the disgust I feel over hearing him ask such a thing, but I suppose that was what this seemed like.
“I want to win fair and square.”
Even if the company and the pack were already in my palm, that didn’t mean that there wasn’t a chance for Ray to swoop in and take everything.
I expected that future, even planned for it, but if he just bowed out after everything, well, to say I would be pissed is an understatement.
“You’ve already won.” He tells me before collapsing in an armchair. “Anyway, I’m exhausted and would like to get a nap before we see Grandfather this evening.”
“Of course.”
This was Ray’s way of saying to leave and that he wasn’t going to answer my question.
It was odd, to say the least, but I wasn’t going to push.
“Whatever,” I sigh, stretching. “If you want me to leave, you should just say so.”
Finished speaking, I turn on my heel and then head toward the condo's exit, but when I reach it, I give Ray another look.
“If you’ve decided to just let whatever it is that you’re suffering take you, then know that you’re weak.”
\[Ray’s POV\]
“I agree,” I chuckle, wondering why Osiris was even concerned with me. “But don’t worry, I don’t intend to just give up.”
I didn’t, but right now, I am exhausted.
I was exhausted of the fighting, the competing, and of Mother’s constant attempts at destroying everything that Osiris worked so hard to build.
I was exhausted with Father constantly turning the other cheek, and most of all, I was exhausted from sitting back and not doing a damn thing.
“That’s good.” Osiris says before turning and then leaving so that I am finally alone with my thoughts.
“Fuck,” I hiss as a wave of dizziness slams into me. “What the hell am I even doing?”
As the words leave my lips, I throw an arm over my eyes to block out the much too bright light.
Ever since I fell ill with this mysterious illness, lights have been much too bright, voices have been too loud, and I have always felt like my body was slowly imploding.
My lungs hurt, my body hurt, and there was an annoying ringing in my ears that drove me to insanity.
How many doctors had I seen? How many specialists? Hell, I even went and saw a few mages with hopes that they could help me, but no one seemed to be able to determine what was happening.
“So, is that it?” I murmur, uncovering my eyes and staring at the ceiling. “Is this how it ends? With me slowly decaying until I was rendered to nothing?”
I mean, wasn’t I already nothing?
Ever since I fell ill, Mother cut ties with me because I was no longer useful to her. Instead, she set her sights on trying to make sure that Father didn’t leave her and…
I try not to consider the thing that she was hastily doing. Trying to have another child at her age that she could use and abuse just as she did me.
“What a horrid woman.” I chuckle, wondering why I went along with her this whole time. “The only person she truly cares about is herself and her own well-being.”
Dammit. What the hell was I doing right now trying to feel sorry for myself?
This wasn’t the end.
It wasn’t the end, but if I didn’t manage to find a cure for whatever I had, it would be.
“No,” I growl, standing and then ignoring the sudden wave of dizziness I feel. “I’m not going to just sit back while some nameless disease devours me.”
I was going to get out there and continue searching for a cure while everybody else lived their lives happily, and when I found a cure…
“I will make sure that Mother suffers for everything.”
As the words leave my lips, that night a few months ago returns to me, bringing me back to the very moment that I realized my mother's true colors and what she really thought of me.
Ever since I was young, it was always my mother and me.
It was us against the world since my father abandoned us and refused to have anything to do with me.
For that reason, my mother carried an inferiority complex. How could she not when all the other she-wolves who had happy families were always looking down on her?
It was due to this reason that I did everything she asked of me, and when she started dating a powerful alpha, I felt like it was my responsibility to help her gain a proper place in the pack, especially since she was considered nothing more than a mistress.
It infuriated me to hear people say such things about my mother, especially since the man that I now called father loved her so much, but despite that, he kept his wife and Luna locked away and refused to let her leave.
His luna also had a son who was around the same age as me, but where I wasn't considered worthy of being an heir, he was, and that was when all of my mother's schemes to try to make me alpha began.