Semua Bab Triple Trouble, My fated mates: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Alexander's POVI opened the car door and gently carried Alicia’s body out. Jack moved to follow, but I stopped him.“Stay back. I’ll call you when I need you,” I said, just as a nurse came rushing toward us with a stretcher.“Okay, Alexander,” he replied, then drove away.I hurried to the nurse, and with her help, we carefully laid Alicia on the stretcher.“Mr. Alexander, yes?” one of the nurses asked. I nodded, my eyes fixed on Alicia’s ghastly pale face. She wasn’t moving.I held her hand tightly as we rushed inside the hospital. Please, moon goddess, don’t let me lose her.“Is the emergency room ready?” one of the nurses asked a male nurse heading toward us.“Yes, ma’am. Please, follow me Doctor Sayanos is waiting,” he said, leading the way.“Let’s go,” the nurse urged, pushing the stretcher. We ran through the hallway toward the emergency operating room.At the last door, the nurse turned to me. “We’ll take it from here, Mister Alexander.”“Okay,” I murmured, though my eyes were

Claudia's POVI stared at the spot Celine was once and sighed softly. I glanced sideways and picked up my phone from the messy bed. I scrolled through my contacts and clicked on Sebastian's number. The trilling from the phone echoed in my room as my eyes stared at the number waiting for him to pick up. “Young mistress,” Sebastian's calm voice came from the speaker. I sighed softly and was about to speak when I heard screams from the background.The fuck?“Where are you?” I asked, staring at my phone's screen.“I’m running an errand for your father,” he replied calmly, then paused before continuing, “Is there something you need me for?”I clenched my fists tightly as the image of the man my father eloped me with flashed in my mind. Ever since the incident with the false mate bond, I hadn't spoken to him again.I pressed a hand to my forehead: ‘And father hasn't asked about how everything went,’“Young mistress?” Sebastian’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.“I’m here,” I said, cleari

Alexander's POVMy feet pounded against the hallway floor as cold air filled my lungs. I slid along the wall, nearly dislocating my shoulder as I rounded the corner.“Slow down, Alex!” Arnold shouted from behind me, but I didn’t listen. My head was spinning as I raced toward Alicia’s ward.This scene...I’ve seen it before.Everything’s happening just like it did a year ago.This is exactly what happened to Briana!I took a sharp turn and there he was, Adrian, sitting on a chair with his head buried in his hands. I quickened my pace and stopped in front of him, gasping for breath. My eyes darted to the door behind him. I pushed it open and when I did, my stomach twisted in pain. The room was empty! Alicia wasn’t there.“Where is she?” I asked, my eyes locked on the vacant space. I pictured her still lying there but she was gone.Did they take her corpse away?Adrian said her condition was bad. He said Alicia won't wake up anymore…“Adrian,” I took a step back and closed the door sof

Bella's POV"And that was what happened," I concluded after recounting how I got into the situation. The frown on Alex's face disappeared, as did the suspicion on Arnold's." So you're saying Doctor Sayanos did some tests on you-" Arnold muttered, almost to himself, but I felt the urge to correct him."No, I was the one who overheard his conversation with another doctor, and I told him I had the same blood group as Alicia, and boom, the blood transfusion was a success.”I flicked my finger at the word boom and Alexander's lips opened in an “O” shape. A sigh of relief escaped his lips. "I can't thank you enough for your kindness. I’ll make sure to remember this day.""Yeah," I replied calmly, though that didn’t change the fact that their behaviour had been rather unsettling lately."But I have a question," I said, my eyes drifting to the pile of documents on the table. The doctor was running late."What is it?" Alexander asked."I’ve noticed the murderous intent more frequently these d

Bella’s POV “Please, don’t go. Desmond!” I growled through gritted teeth as I stomped my feet on the hard marbled floor. He halted, I rushed a deep breath and I was about to race up to him when Cyra held my hand. “He is getting what he deserved, Bella. You should be more like your father. Why are you so…” Her voice trailed away in a grunt when I flashed her a glare. It was near impossible for me to be like my father. He was heartless, cold. I don’t ever want to be like him. Cyra knew that, why was she instigating me this way? One more deep breath and I yanked my hand off Cyra’s grip. In the next moment, I was standing in front of Desmond, his head was hung as he stared down at his shoes. “Des… Go back. I will face my father.” I spun on my heels and was heading back to my father’s room, when I felt a rush of wind and before I knew it, Cyra was in front of me. “I’m sorry, miss. You are not allowed to go against your father’s word.” Cyra’s jaw was locked, the look in her eye