CHAPTER 212: NO LIES, ALARIC

(Author’s POV)

After checking everything that was normal and Brave’s condition had stabilized, Dr. Andrew sighed in relief and staggered with his steps a little, his legs went weak and numb. Yes, he was a trained, experienced doctor, but the situation right now was too risky and anything could have happened to Brave. He was nervous throughout the whole process.

After gathering his thoughts, he asked Alaric without looking at him, "Where did you even get this?"

Alaric’s nostrils were flaring, his heart beating erratically. He was on the verse of losing his control. He was biting down his lower lip hard to keep himself from unleashing his wolf.

When Dr. Andrew didn’t hear anything from Alaric, he glanced his way and called out, "Young Alpha Alaric, what happened? Why are you~" He stopped mid-sentence when he saw where Alaric’s glowing eyes were focused.

A complicated look flash across his face when he realized Alaric was reacting like that because of Myra’s blood. He could sense something wasn’t right. But, he quite swiftly, took the blood sample, went inside the bathroom and flushed it down the drain. He thoroughly cleaned the utensil so that no lingering smell remained and then came out with an empty tray.

Alaric was busy arguing with Alex inside his head. He didn’t realize what Greg had done.

Dr. Andrew settled the tray back where it belonged and called out to Alaric again, a bit too loudly and sternly, "Young Alpha Alaric, snap out of it."

His words disturbed Alex and, in that moment, Alaric regained full control on his body and came back to his senses. He answered, "Yes, Dr. Andrew?"

Giving him a look full of skepticism, Greg Andrew sighed and conveyed to him, "Everything seems normal and if it stays like this, hopefully, young Alpha Brave will wake up soon."

Alaric’s eyes dilated instantly at the news. His happiness was evident from the gleam in his orbs. But as soon as the realization of how Brave’s condition had stabilized hit him, a complicated expression took place. But he concealed it quickly and said in composed voice, "That’s great news."

Alaric instantly mind linked his family and not even a second later, all the Everests barged in, one after another. Sara came inside rushing towards Brave. She glanced at her son and then looked at Alaric and Greg as if to ask them about what happened. Before Greg could mention anything about Myra’s blood, Alaric interrupted him, "Alex talked it out with Raw."

Sara’s eyebrows creased at his words, "Your wolf ’talked’ it out?" The excuse was flimsy, bewildering everyone inside the room. Even Alaric wanted to facepalm himself, after hearing his own words.

Sara was followed by Noah, who kept his facial expression calm and composed. Elio, Dion and Nora frowned just like their mother, not understanding what Alaric was onto.

The staff members, who had come in last, stood rooted near the door had a weird expression etched as well.

But despite all this, Dr. Andrew backed Alaric’s words up, "Yes, as you know they both are twins and have always shared a special bond. So, Young Alpha Alaric told me that his wolf wanted to try and talk and miraculously, it worked," his words seemed nonsense, blabbering but paired with his confident posture and professional tone no one in the room could discreet he was faking it all.

Before Sara could fire another question, Noah interjected and fired his own, "So, how is his condition now?"

"Quite stable. I was just telling Young Alpha Alaric that, ’the experiment’ had worked and Young Alpha Brave could wake up soon," Dr. Andrew repeated what he said earlier.

The tears that Sara had been holding back until now, were flowing from the corner of her eyes and down her cheeks uncontrollably. The nervousness, the tension easing in bit by bit. She covered her face with her palms, her shoulders shaking as she mumbled her gratitude, "Thank you moon goddess, thank you Greg for saving my son." She sniffled.

Noah patted her back gently in comfort and then squeezed her shoulders. The air that was filled with stress and anxiety had been dispersed.

Nora, who had been clenched both her hands tightly, unclenched them, her palms bearing curved marks made by her own sharp nails. Dion too felt relieved to hear Greg’s words.

But Elio’s brows were knitted together. He was not fully convinced by the reasoning, though he couldn’t question his mentor or Alaric in front of everyone. He simply didn’t wanted to spoil the joyous mood.

Greg didn’t say anything, just nodded with a curt smile and gave Noah a firm nod as well. He then turned to Elio, instructing him to take care of Brave.

As if on cue, Noah, said in his usually stern voice, "It is already late. You all should return to your rooms," his gaze shifting to the staff members, who were standing stiff, holding their breaths, "The guest rooms have been prepared for you all." A collective sigh released by all of them.

Then one by one, they departed from the room, leaving only the Everests family members and Greg. Noah urged Sara to go and rest. The whole thing has been exhausting for her. Although, she was reluctant to leave Brave’s side, she obliged and Nora and Dion followed in tow.

Noah then commanded, "Alaric, to my study, now."

Alaric knew what was coming. He surely knew but couldn’t help feel nervous about it. Greg tried to intervene but with one deadly stare from his longtime friend turned Lycan King, his mouth remained shut.

He gave Alaric an apologetic look. Noah exited the room with imposing and long strides. Alaric followed behind quietly.

The door behind in shut and Elio turned towards his mentor, "What was that about? Did Alex really help in stabilizing brother Brave’s condition?"

"Yes, he was," Greg answered confidently. He knew better to keep quiet about what actually happened then to spill the beans, especially to Elio, who has a crush on Myra.

Inside the study, Noah took his designated seat while Alaric stood in front of his work desk, his shoulders squared, his chest puffed up, his hands behind his back. The air was thick with pressure. Neither of them said anything for a first few second. Noah just coldly observed his son, waiting for him to speak, to defend, but he remained mum.

So, he asked, "Don’t you have something to confess, Alaric Everests?" He tapped his fingers lightly on his table as he waited for his response.

Alaric body went rigid, he bit his inner side of the lower lip, not knowing where to start. With a gulp, he started, "Father, I~ ... I had my people arrange~" before he could complete his words, Noah slammed the table loudly and barked, "No lies, Alaric. Where did you get Ms. Miracle’s blood?"

When Alaric told Greg via mind link that he had Myra’s blood with him, he made sure to request his father to shield the room with his powers to conceal.

That is why, no one outside the room other than Noah knew that it was not Alex but Myra’s blood that helped Brave.

Alaric knew he couldn’t lie any further, so he told the truth, "I asked someone to collect her blood samples for DNA testing."

"When?" Noah shot him with another question, "When was it?"

A long silence stretched between them. And then with a heavy, defeated sigh, Alaric uttered, "On the day, she departed from the packhouse to the airport, she was attacked by some rogues."

Noah’s usual expression faltered for a second but he quickly regained it as Alaric continued, "I was near the area. Though, she was not severely injured but she had to be admitted to the hospital for a night. That’s when I asked the doctor to take the blood samples."

"And the rogues? Where are they? Did you catch them?" Noah questioned.

"Dead. I ... I killed them. They died on the spot," he lied, this time.

"Have you disposed off their bodies?" Noah inquired.

"They are kept safely for investigation purposes," Alaric replied plainly.

"Why didn’t you tell this sooner?" his father questioned, with his usual imposing voice.

Alaric uttered, "She didn’t wanted anybody to know about it."

Noah raised an eyebrow at his words, "and you, complied?" It was highly unlikely of someone like Alaric to comply by Myra, a human’s request.

Alaric remained silent, choosing not to answer but it was enough to draw Noah’s attention even more. But he didn’t comment anything about it anymore.

"Let’s keep this conversation between us," he muttered. "Don’t breathe a word about it to anyone."

"Yes, father," Alaric nodded.

"As for your punishment ... once Brave regains consciousness, I will personally execute it," Noah spoke with a glint. He can’t let such a matter slide.

Alaric didn’t argue or defend himself, he just accepted it, "Yes, father."

There conversation ended their and both of them returned to their respective rooms.

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Nora collapsed on her bed, emotionally drained and fatigued. She stayed still with her eyes closed but suddenly remember Myra had called her.

She unlocked her phone, went to her call logs and dialed Myra’s number without delay.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .