His Betrayed Mate Is A Famous Healer

So many healers refuse to work with me because they think I would use their glory and they wouldn't be known for, or credited with, the healing of a patient. So, because of this, I hardly called on them for help, which was why I preferred the prince's presence over any of them.

With his help, I had his wolf stitch up his wound and stop the bleeding. I bandaged his wounds and decided to see the prince privately, as I wouldn't take laws into my hands because I knew who he was.

Standing in the hallway, I said to the prince, "His injuries aren't that simple. I only stopped the bleeding with the help of his wolf and you, who communicated with him, and stitched it up. Normally, it was supposed to start healing since it's been stitched up, and also with the help of medicines administered to him. But, his injuries were poisoned with a rogue venom, and unless gotten rid of, he will keep being unconscious." I explained, and his happiness at the little solution given faded away.

I knew from the onset that what I did was just first aid compared to the kind of injury he had.

"So what are we going to do? Why didn't the other healers notice the poison?" he asked, looking so helpless, making me wonder if it was just hospitality or there was another reason for him to care so much for Alpha Samson.

I sighed and shrugged my shoulders, "The poison isn't that ordinary, so it would take someone who could spot poison without a technique to find out. What matters now is that he will remain that way until it's resolved, so something must be done."

"Like what? Do you have any idea?"

I breathed out and nodded.

"I'd like to ask you why his wolf reacts instinctively to your presence. Have you met before?" the prince asked, and that was one question I didn't ever want to get.

Reminding me of the past I had forgotten was so traumatising. But I was lucky as his beta approached and picked up his attention from me.

I leaned on the wall and folded my arms. What kind of rogue attack did they face that he ended up that way? That's so painful for him.

If there was a healer capable of taking up his treatment from me, I would have preferred that, because seeing him all the time was making me develop a soft spot for him after how he hurt me years ago.

He didn't look remorseful when he overlooked me in the presence of the pack, so I could just insist not to treat him, but that wouldn't make me a healer again.

"Annette, I will be back," the lycan prince said to me and left.

I walked back into the ICU, where he was still lying lifeless. I stared at his pale face, the past resonating in my mind, until I was fed up and turned around.

The door creaked, and I turned to see his beta standing there. He walked in and his gaze pinned on me with so much shock boldly written on his forehead. But I didn't stare at him so long and looked away, leaving him to battle with himself.

"Healer, how's he doing?" he asked, still standing far away from me.

I spared him a glance and responded, "You need to meet the lycan prince for that explanation. And my name is Annette." I said and looked away.

Time passed, and when the prince showed up, explained to the beta how his alpha was and what was at hand.

"I feel he was actually the target and not even the pack members," the beta said to the prince. "They couldn't have planned to poison the whole pack, right?"

"What about his family and Luna? I've not seen any of them..." the prince asked, and I noticed how the beta breathed out. "Are they also in crisis?"

I finally turned to meet the beta, shaking his head, "It's not something I can say to you as I have no right to talk about his family. But the other guards and I are here to look after him."

"Then who's taking care of the pack?"

"The other guards and armies," the beta answered and then turned to me. "Thank you for doing your best up till now. We lost hope already."

I pretended I didn't hear him and said to the prince, "What next?"

He turned around, "The council is against you going further, so they are going to take him from here and do the rest. At least, there's a hope to have him restored."

I nodded, "Then I should be leaving. I hope they revive him."

"Wait! I'll need to drop you off."

"You don't have to, my prince. Could you stay with Olivia for the night?" I said with a smile and started leaving.

My heart was so heavy. I wanted to go against their order and come to the end of his poison, but that wouldn't sit right with me. Besides, I already tried, and I shouldn't kill myself over someone like him who dumped me.

What was I even thinking? Was I supposed to be told that he shouldn't get full attention from me?

This was the lycan clan, and they made me stand out among the rest. So there was no way he would use his authority to have me do a thing I felt conflicted in.

I changed up and left the hospital that night, but while I was waiting for the cab I boarded to arrive, the ambulance passed by, rushing towards the infirmary. I couldn't stand it and decided to check what was going on, thinking that it was a patient being brought into the hospital.

As I reached the ambulance, I heard the stretcher being pushed towards the van and shifted to the side.

My lips moved, but I couldn't say a thing.

The nurses were about to fold the stretcher when I stopped them and raised the cotton covering the body. My cell phone slipped through my fingers when I saw who it was. "What happened? His pulse was becoming stable when I left..." I asked them, my voice shaking.

"He's almost dead, and that shouldn't happen here. So he must be taken out instantly." I heard the prince's voice and slowly faced him. "You have to get some rest."

I shook my head and checked his pulse, and truly, it was fading slowly.

No! I truly disliked him. I didn't want to have anything to do with him, but watching him die could also pull me to my grave, too, because of the matebond that wasn't severed.

I turned to the nurse beside me and said to her, "You're going to perform CPR on him until I return." She nodded and took over instantly with the help of others.

As I was about to get into the hospital, the prince pulled me back. "Don't do it further. Let him go."

The care I'd seen in his eyes wasn't there any longer, and he didn't seem to want him alive any longer.

"Can we talk later? I must save him...."

"I'm not letting him take you out of this clan, Annette. So it's better to let him go," he muttered, and his words sent chills all over me.

Did he find out we were mates? Even at that, should that lead to his death?

I slowly took my hand away from him, "It's okay not to leave your clan, but I must save a life." I said and began heading to the hospital building.