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he asked me. “Not parents or siblings. She has a cousin that lives here. We can bring in her grandparents if that’ll help,” I told him quickly as I continued helping him to irrigate the wounds. I heard him curse underneath his breath when her blood pressure dropped down. ‘C’mon, Angel. You need to fight. Your mates need you. We all need you. Fight, sweetheart,’ I sent to her and flooded some love and strength into her as well. “Grandparents will have to do. I can tell that there’s something special about her blood, so donations need to be as closely related to that blood as possible.”

I had walked with Zaine’s mother for a while longer. She had shared many memories of Zaine growing up, all of which made me smile. Despite my frustration and anger towards him, I could not help but feel an affection when hearing the sweet stories of him as a youngster. Many of her tales included her telling me the many ways she believed her husband and her son were so much alike. In truth, listening to her, I think I would have to say she was probably right. I could see why the two would clash. Both were as stubborn and hard-headed as one another, but I didn’t think that was unusual when they both had Alpha blood running through them.

"Besides, I need to know which side the people in my castle are on." Rena chuckled, "You're very deceptive." "Heh… Isn't this what you and that guy taught me? I just followed what my parents did." "So you acknowledge us as your parents?" "Don't dream, even if this is a lie, the confession will never happen." "But you can't lie to the fact that my blood and His Majesty's blood run through your body." Kevin raised his hand, and looked at his radial artery, "Yes. This disgusting fact... Every time I remember it, I always want to scratch this wrist and spit out the blood I have."

“Are the family members here already? They can..” “Can I donate blood for him?” I interrupted the doctor. He sighed, “Please have your seat ma’am.” “This is no time to ask me to seat doc, my husband’s life is at stake.” “You cannot donate blood to him, I have his medical file with me and I have seen that you are breastfeeding, I am sorry you can’t donate blood. If other family members can’t donate blood, it is fine, I will have the donors fly into the country.” He opened some files on his table.

“You are mistaken, doc. My sister carried her child to term. Her case might just be one of those—-” “Exceptions?” he completed, then shook his head. “I don't think so. Before each blood transfusion from relatives, we not only test for possible diseases or pregnancies. We also study the blood types and groups to be able to deduce possible problems that might arise after the transfusion….”

“There’s no guarantee we’ll find a compatible match quickly. And even if we do, unrelated donor blood in infants this young carries higher risks. A direct relative’s blood is significantly safer and preferable.” Relative. The word echoed. “Is there no one you could contact?” he asked gently, looking directly at me now. No one. The answer rose instantly in my chest, but my lips wouldn’t move. Who did I have? My mother was gone. My father, Miguel who was down with stroke and hated my guts. My family— I don’t have any. And the one man whose blood might match— The thought hit me like a physical blow. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. My lips trembled uselessly. I tried to form words, tried

Someone is sending him warning stares in form of invisible daggers. Tyler chuckled. “Kai. Family doesn’t only limit blood. In this world, you will see many, many types of families. There will be families with two fathers or families with two mothers. They could also only be a mother or father. But still, they are families! There are even people out there calling the others siblings because of their strong bonds even though they share absolutely no ounce of bloods. Why Kai? Don’t you see me as a family member?” “I do…”

Olivia hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Didn't your elder brother…" Aria narrowed her eyes. "My brother?" "The man you saved from the cellar. He…" Suddenly, Olivia realized something, and her expression turned pale. "You deceived me. You can't remember any of your childhood memories." Aria didn't deny it. She stood up. As clever as she was, she had already pieced together her own background from what Olivia said. Now, she could finally understand Frank's behavior. Frank was adamant not to use her blood as they were closely related. Siblings couldn't donate blood to each other because the recipient's immune system wouldn't recognize the donated lymphocytes, leading to life-threateni

“I didn’t hear you.” “I’ve been told I walk quietly.” She smiled. “I suppose working around council members teaches you that.” “I guess.” She glanced toward the shelf. “Bloodlines?” “Oh.” I quickly pulled my hand back. “I was just browsing.” “They’re fascinating.” “Are they?” “Oh, absolutely.” She stepped beside me. “There are families who can trace their lineage back nearly a thousand years.” “Really?” She nodded. “The old bloodlines carried unusual traits.” My heartbeat quickened. “Like what?”

The last of Marco's illusions shattered completely. Don Vincenzo rose slowly. He walked around the desk and stopped before Marco. "You lived off the Family. You enjoyed the Family's protection. Yet in the end, you brought wolves to our door and let them wound your own kin." His voice echoed through the silent study, each word forged through blood and fire. "For the Family, betrayal is the only unforgivable sin. There is no trial. Only an end." Don Vincenzo did not use a gun. Guns were for enemies.