Chapter 18

Xandar insisted on getting his personal doctor to examine Lucianne. Not wanting to risk upsetting her

when she woke up, he decided against bringing her to his villa and instead got the doctor to come to

Lucianne’s room in the hotel. The guard she mentioned, Benjamin, was there. He looked at the sleeping

Lucianne in Xandar’s arms in dismay. He knelt on one knee and bowed even before they reached the

front door.

“I’m sorry for not informing you sooner, your Highness.” Benjamin said in remorse.

“Stand, Benjamin. Our Queen is fine. She just needs rest. You did everything within your reach to inform

me about where she went. Thank you.” The guard stared at the King in shock at the gratitude he

expressed. He took a moment to digest what he just heard before slowly standing back up.

Lucianne didn’t even wake up from her deep slumber when Lunas Hale and Felicity came to clean her

up and change her clothes. After they were done, Xandar stayed by her side while h e waited for his

doctor to arrive.

The doctor, Dr Yeil, arrived shortly after to examine Lucianne. When he was done, he told Xandar that

she was alright, and that she just needed a few more hours of deep sleep. When Xandar asked about

the silver in her bloodstream, the doctor looked at him in bewilderment.” Your Highness, I can assure

you, there’s no silver in the Queen’s system. In fact, it doesn’t seem like any silver had entered her

system at all.”

Xandar argued in a hushed tone, “That’s not possible. I saw the knife myself. It was clearly coated with

silver, and the knife was extracted from the side of her body.”

Dr Yeil’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at Lucianne on the bed. He muttered under his

breath, “Strange. Hmm…” He then turn back to Xandar and suggested, “If you allow i t, your Highness,

I’ll extract a syringe of her blood to have it further analyzed.”

“Please, do.” Xandar approved without hesitation. He needed her to be okay.

After Dr Yeil took the blood and left, Xandar went to the bathroom to call Alpha Juan to give him an

update.

“I should mention something, your Highness.” Juan’s voice rang through cautiously.

“Please.” Xandar said encouragingly.

“Lucy has always been more… tolerant to silver. When we were kids and didn’t know any better, we

played a game with some other children our age which involved silver. The game was to see which one

of us lasted the longest as we ingested silver paint we found in human territory drop by drop. When we

all fainted, Lucy was the one who went to get our parents, thinking that she had won the game. When the

adults found out what we did, they rushed us t o the hospital to get the silver out of our systems. And we

were all hospitalized for a week. All

of us were, except Lucy The doctors couldn’t find any silver in her system. Her parents were s o worned

that they had her blood screened three times but the results were no different.”

Xandar was pinching the bridge of his nose. He was trying to hold back the urge to recite the long list of

judgments and criticisms he had for their childhood game and finally asked, “Are her parents like this?”

“No. They were both killed by hunters with a silver blade.” It was only then that Xandar found out that his

mate had already lost her parents. He claimed to love her but he didn’t even know such a basic fact

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Xandar then asked in embarrassment, “Does she have any siblings?”

“No, which is why we’ve always been close. Neither of us have siblings. After her parents were killed, my

parents decided to take Lucy in since the two of us have always been inseparable.”

“I see. I’ll let you know when she wakes up, Juan. You should get some rest.”

Juan chuckled sadly, “She has been my sister for as long as I can remember but I didn’t protect her, your

Highness. She never failed to look out for me, my Luna and our pack as a friend and as our Gamma.

This was the one time she needed me, and I let her down. I won’t be able to sleep until she wakes up.”

Xandar nodded in understanding from his end and said, “I know I’ve only known her for two days but…”

he sighed in frustration as he continued, “I’ve let her down just as badly, if not worse. I can’t believe I said

those things to her back there.” His voice shook as he fought back the tears when he recalled what

Lucianne called him after he yelled at her. Selfish. Inconsiderate. Self-entitled. He swallowed a lump in

his throat before telling Juan in a cracked voice, “I have to make it up to her.”

“Your actions after that showed that you were just worried about your mate, your Highness. She’ll come

around to see that, too.” Juan’s sincere voice rang through the line.

Xandar sighed again. “Did you know that she refused to sleep because she thought I was going to do

something to the members of the alliance? I mean…” he punched the wall in front of him and said, “She

must think that I’m a monster.”

Juan chuckled. “With much respect, your Highness. Lucy wouldn’t have slept so well in your arms if she

thought you were a monster. She was mad at you, yes. But none of us would say that she hates you. We

know her. She wouldn’t have let you hold her or touch her if she thought you were, in your words, a

monster.”

Xandar clarified, “I’m not going to do anything to any of you, by the way. If anything, I owe everyone in

the alliance an unquantifiable gratitude for the sacrifice you’ve all made.”

Juan replied casually, “Yeah, we pretty much heard everything on the plane when you spoket o her. Luna

Zelena was very pissed-off when she heard that Lucy refused to rest because she was worried about us.

She used every curse word within her vocabulary in our pack leaders’

group-link. Even Alpha Zeke was too afraid of her anger to stop her, despite being her mate.”

Xandar chuckled as he pictured the incident. “Well, at least someone was sharing the frustration with

me.”

Juan then said, “And I share your guilt, your Highness. So you’re not alone either way.” He chuckled

again before saying in a serious tone, “Thank you for staying with her and offering t o take care of her,

your Highness.”

“There really is no need to thank me, Juan. I’m here for purely selfish reasons. I just wanted to be with

her.” Xandar admitted shamelessly.

Juan then responded, “I won’t keep you now. And I’ll wait for your call.”

“I’ll make that call as soon as she’s up. Take care, Juan.” Xandar answered and hung up. He then went

to sit on a stool at the side of Lucianne’s bed. He kissed her deeply on her forehead before whispering,

“Please be okay.” Then, his fingers laced with hers before he linked Christian.

Christian already placed the rogue Lycan in a prison cell. And the rogue was, thankfully, still

unconscious. The medical team said he wasn’t dead, and should regain consciousness by tomorrow

afternoon so there was nothing to worry about until then. Christian must have caused quite the damage

he promised he would before boarding his flight. ‘Not that the roque didn’t deserve it’, Xandar thought to

himself. Christian then asked about Lucianne’s condition, and he was not comfortable with the fact that

she was still asleep.

‘What happened to her was just…unfair. It wasn’t even a fair fight.’ Christian complained.

‘Yeah, well. Now we have one of them. It’s time to give him back ten times what he and his friends did to

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‘That, we will definitely do with great pleasure. I should go tell Annie about it now. Link me if you or the

Queen need anything, cuz.’

‘Yeah, okay. Thank’s, Christian. And say “hi” to Annie for me.’

‘Will do.’

He stared at his mate. She was so beautiful even when she was asleep. Her breathing was like the

sound of a warm summer breeze on the shore. He continued to hold her hand as he whispered into her

ear, “I love you.”