Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 303: Knight in shiny armor.

Zevran.

The room was cold as fuck and quiet, which was a stark contrast to raging storm happening inside of me and the fear gnawing in my bones, reminding me of the danger that now loomed over us all like a dark cloud of smoke.

My fingers slightly brushed against Leilani’s hair, and as soon as my skin made contact with her strands, I stopped.

Why?

Because they were not the usual silk strands I knew. They were coarse and rough and so brittle, I feared they would fall off by just touching it.

But it wasn’t just her hair that scared me the most. It was her pale blue skin. It was the fact that another day had gone past and she’s still not getting better. It was the fact that she was breathing so slowly, so heavily, I could swear that her chest wasn’t falling and rising anymore at this point.

—And it was the fact that even until now, no one knows what had been injected into her by the strange woman that Kael had spent most of the day describing to investigators and even the police.

Fear like no other rushed through my veins as I dragged in a lungful of air and turned to Kael, who obviously was still quite shaken by his encounter yesterday.

For some strange reasons, he had quickly regained consciousness, and besides the bruises on his face and arms and his sprained ankle, he seemed perfect.

I sighed. "Can you remember how she looked?"

I know that that question was insane to ask at this point, seeing as he’d done just that in the last few hours. However, as soon as I asked him that, he lowered his head and rasped;

"I have told you all I know."

"I know but I need more... we need more. I have sent out James and Jon and even that secret spy, Brown, and they keep asking for the same things. What she looks like. The color of her hair and eyes... if there was something strange about her aura..."

"Bro!" He hissed under his breath, covering his face with the palms of his hands as he went full into descriptive mode. He described even up to her hair and the mole located just on her chin... but nothing, not even his very descriptive answers could give us an inkling of who she was.

"I have never heard about or seen anyone that looks like that before," I drawled, raising my head to look at Caelum who still hasn’t spoken yet.

For a couple of hours now since the stabilizing treatment for Leilani began, he hasn’t said a word to anyone yet. Not to me nor Kael.

I hissed; "We can do this another way."

Those words were the things that finally snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned to me, flashed me a pointed look and asked; "like what?"

"Ask for help." I said coldly, hating the thoughts now playing in my head over and over again.

Kael cast me a look as if silently pleading with me not to do anything stupid. But I was way past reasoning right now. I was scared and desperate, and do you know what scares me the most?

Leilani!

I sighed. "Since we’ve used all our available resources and we still cannot come up with anything worthwhile to help Lani, I think it’s time we asked for help from another Alpha."

"You mean Frostclaw?" Caelum muttered derogatorily, cocking his eyebrows as he lifted his head to meet my gaze. "Frostclaw that’s still on the verge of ferality?"

I nearly squirmed under his intense scrutiny— nearly— but I quickly cleared my throat and brushed off the tiny prickles of embarrassment clawing its way up my face. "From what I hear, he’s been getting a lot better these past few weeks." I answered, not missing the confused stares that both him and Kael cast me. "But no, not him. No one knows how well he would take the news of Leilani’s ailing health. I was thinking something along the lines of Alpha Darius..."

"The crazy guy who’s somehow related to Leilani?!" Caelum nearly screamed, causing me to wince slightly before subconsciously turning to see if his loud voice had been enough to snap Leilani awake.

It wasn’t.

"Yes, him... the Lycan." I responded without a moment’s hesitation.

However, my brothers didn’t see reason from my own perspective. Kael frowned, turned his head away and seethed; "Isn’t that guy just as bad?"

"Maybe. But can you name one so-called ’bad thing’ that he’s ever done to me or you... or even Leilani here."

A moment of silence passed between us and when I saw the hesitation seep into ther eyes, I took my chance and continued; "He’s powerful. He’s a dark knight. And if us werewolves cannot help Lani now, then maybe a Lycan can."

"Because she’s half them, half us..." Caelum’s voice trailed off but I didn’t miss the way a kind of light began to shine within his orbs.

He was beginning to see reason with me...

He is agreeing with me.

I nodded.

Kael was the one who was still most adamant to ’expose her to more crisis’ but after informing him that she would be in crisis either way, he nodded begrudgingly and sighed;

"Okay."

"I won’t be the one to call him," Caelum spat.

"Me neither!" Said Kael.

"Don’t worry, I’ll do it." I snarled coldly and walked off with my phone in hand, whilst praying silently to the moon goddess that I wasn’t making any unnecessary mistakes by doing this.

—Or maybe I was.

But at least, I’d rest knowing that I tried.

—

I almost begun to regret my actions.

And when I talk about actions, I mean whatever demon must’ve possessed me into thinking of asking for Darius’ help in the first place when first off, he agreed to come over in an hour but it’s been over two hours now.

Another reason that had made my brothers clamor for my neck ever since the call with Darius is the fact that he has proposed us with a condition before the would ’try’ to help us out;

Which is: we would have to steer clear Leilani henceforth.

We would denounce our mate bond with her and we would let him have her...

"Let him have her like she’s some expensive piece of land up at Seychelles!" Caelum grunted, his eyes flashing with rage as he paced from one end of the room to the other.

Whenever our eyes would meet, he would regard me coldly and turn away, as if he couldn’t quite stand the thought of looking at me,

I frowned. "I still find that very weird to think about. Why would he want to have his cousin in that way? Are they even cousins?"

"They are!" Kael snapped back, "I heard from Gavin once that they are indeed related. And that to some people of their clan, they are seen as half-siblings not cousins."

"So why the fuck does he not want her to be with anyone else? Why does he want to have her?!" Caelum hissed, emphasising on the ’have her’ and I needed no soothsayer to know that he was simply mad at just that.

That he was jealous— not like I wasn’t either.

"I told you that he’s a psycho!" Kael hissed "...now look at that! It’s been over two hours and he’s still not here! What if he wouldn’t come because you didn’t immediately agree to his terms?"

"So he would watch her die?" I snarled, hating the way those words sounded on my lips.

The idea of having Lani and death in the same sentence filled me with grief and anger and I lowered my head to hide my tears.

"So he would simply let her perish because we did not allow him to have his way?"

"No, I am not that stupid," a voice called out, interrupting me and I froze when a sudden chill spread throughout my spine. "I’d never let any harm come to her especially since I plan to be her knight in shiny armor."

Lo and behold, he was clad in a shiny suit and he wore the widest grin I’ve ever seen on anyone.