Blaming Ben
Adams’ POV
“Damn!” I cursed as I picked him up from the floor.
His wounds were fatal, so they healed slowly. He was so weak, his breathing was haggard.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
For a second, I almost felt pity for him, but it cleared away as soon as it came. If I had not injured him in this state, he would have killed me.
With him on my shoulder, I walked over to the floor and picked up the jar which had fallen during the fight.
Fortunately, it didn’t break or crack, else I would have been at a loss and would have fought for nothing.
I rushed out of the room and summoned Ted to take over me-giving me strength to run the long journey home.
Having spent a long time in the mountains, I had no idea what the time was, but it was almost morning.
The moon was full and bright in the sky, filling me with an energy I couldn’t wrap my head about.
I had not taken much thought of it till now, it all dawned on me that something had changed in Ted. He was now faster and stronger and mysteriously powerful. If not for the fog trick and the wind during the fight earlier, I might not have won the fight.
He could also transform anytime, just like he did, back at the mansion.
“Ted, do you have any idea what is happening to us?” I asked him. He didn’t reply to me and continued running towards home.
I eventually gave up and concentrated on the road, my heart heavy with the thoughts of how what had just happened could change a lot of things.
The dark sky began to go as the sun poked its head through the clouds far away. It was almost dawn and the mansion was in sight.
I decided to go to the hospital instead as going to the mansion could cause uproar, especially since I was with an injured Raoul on my shoulder.
Taking a twist, I moved towards the hospital. As I got there, I saw the doctor, standing outside. He was very happy to see me as he ran into the hospital and came back with a pair of shorts which he threw to me the moment I got closer and got back to my normal state.
The happiness on his face was, however, short-lived as he saw Raoul on my shoulders. “My king, what is happening? He asked me with a frown burrowing deep into his face.
“It is a long story and there is no time for explanations. Take care of him and keep him supervised till all this is over. I’ll send some guards over to make sure he can’t escape.”
Although he had been very close and helpful, I didn’t want to go into details because I still didn’t know if he was someone I could trust, yet.
He ran into the hospital and almost immediately returned with two nurses and a stretcher. I put Raoul on the stretcher, and he was wheeled back into the hospital by the two nurses while the doctor stayed with me.
“Did you get the mysterious powder, my king?”
If it was not for how tense and urgent the situation was, I could have messed with his head a little, but I was too concerned about Lilith and Ronan to think about joking.
“Yes, I got the powder.” His eyes brightened up as I showed him. I proceeded to leave but he called me back.
“My king, you can’t leave like that. If you use it this way, it could do something terrible to him. It has been exposed to the cold for too long, so purifying it is necessary. Give it to me. I’ll join you at the Mansion shortly.
He stretched his hands out, and I dropped the jar in them reluctantly as his eye brightened up. I could have ignored him but decided to give it to him because he suggested the idea in the first place and would definitely know how best to make use of it.
“Meet me as soon as possible.” I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, under the semi-dark sky as my wolf fueled me with energy.
I arrived at the mansion just as the day broke, unnoticed. The first stop was my room, to check how Ronan was doing.
The door creaked gently as it opened, and I saw him sleeping soundly in the bed. How long I stood there watching him, I couldn’t say.
But he changed position a few times and snored loudly at times and said some rubbish in his sleep, making me wonder who he was speaking to.
I changed into a nice outfit, careful not to wake him by opening and closing the wardrobe before stepping out onto the passage to check up on Lilith.
As I got to her room, I knocked gently. Remembering how we parted the day before, it was only normal to offer her an apology – she might not even want to see me.
There was no response, so I knocked a little louder, before opening the door. I entered the room, but found the bed empty, and neatly dressed as if no one had slept there all through the night.
“Where was she at that time of the morning? Why wasn’t she in bed?” I muttered.
I ran out of the room and almost collided with a guard who was running.
“My king!” He bowed down quickly, getting on his knees.
There was something in the way he spoke which made me feel that something was off.
“What is the problem? Why are you running in such haste?”
“Didn’t you hear anything during the night, my king? There was an attack on the mansion by the assassin. We have a feeling he was after the queen this time.”
My eyes widened as the air entering my nostrils seemed to choke me. “What did you just say?” I asked the guard immediately.
All he did now was look at me before looking in a particular direction. As simple as that action was, it said a million things which couldn’t be said with words.
I followed his gaze and anger began to boil within me. “Ben?” I whispered, marching towards his room.
“Bang!” Came the sound from the door as I bashed it. Ben woke up with a start, falling from his bed.
“Are you crazy Adam? Why would you barge into my room like that?” He demanded.
I grabbed a sword from the hands of one of the guards that came in with me and rushed towards Ben where he was on the floor.
“Only one thing can save you from the tip of this blade, Ben. Where-is-my-wife?!”