Chapter 128 - Giving Blood (1/2)

”I will find them right away!” Olsen turned and hurriedly left the room.

The Great Healer watched his figure disappear before turning to sigh pitifully at the quiet and dazed Werewolf King. Usually, the loss of a mate wasn't a major incident to the other races of the Nar realm. Where one left, another replaced and the struggle for survival continued.

However, the Werewolf Clan was different. Unlike the superficial bonds the other races formed, the werewolves' mate-bond occurred without their own volition. Foraged through their souls, their mates were sought out by a mysterious power that connected them to a female it deemed their equal in every way.

The power and intimacy such bonds brought made many envious and jealous, while many more only felt fortunate to be free from such restraining and cumbersome ties. In the case of the Werewolf King, if his serpentine mate failed to overcome this hurdle, then the soul-binding bond-mate might prove to be more of a curse than boon.

The wolf was already so muddled and broken at the sight of his suffering mate. If anything happened to her, there was no doubt that the Underworld Palace would never be the same again.

”Let's hope things don't advance to that point.”

Sighing again, the Great Healer went back to casting spells to slow down the growth of the Thunder-Kill Spectra.

Time was of the utmost importance.

A short while later, Olsen and four males hurriedly entered the room with a black cask balanced between them filled to the brim with blue ice worms, the worms very breaths freezing the air.

”Great Healer, we brought the Ice Bugs. I hope they will be enough.”

”We will know that later. But right now, you need to separate your King from the serpentine. I need to pour the Ice Bugs on the bed and over her body. As a cold-blood beast, the bugs will help her keep her blood frozen and slow the Thunder-Kill Spectra's spread. However, they can prove to be deadly for the Werewolf King who is warm-blooded.”

”Ah...yes...” Olsen was hesitant.

His King was still in shock, the serpentine's frightening appearance plugging him into an abyss of despair as he tightly clutched her body in a dazed stupor.

How was he going to convince a wolf on the brink of insanity to leave his mate's side?

His head throbbed in pain as if in affirmation of the difficulty of the matter.

But one way or another, the task had to be done. Olsen knew it was the only chance of survival for the Serpentine Queen and his King's salvation.

”Wolf King, the Great Healer is going to cure your mate. You need to let her go so that he can start his treatment. He can't do that with you holding onto her like this. Let her go, okay?” He yelled at his King, grabbing his wrists to release his iron grip from her arms.

”Wolf King, let go!”

”No...I...I can't let her...go...I can't let...her leave me...” The barely coherent words came through a voice so cracked that Olsen felt his heart stab with pain from the raw emotion. But he kept his voice steady as he continued in a soft, persuading tone.

”But if you don't let her go, then she will leave forever. She will never, ever return again. Is that what you want? To lose her forever?”

”Lose...Light...forever?” As he dazedly repeated the words, fierce tremors shook through the King's body. His iron grip slightly loosened as he incoherently muttered to himself.

Seeing his chance, Olsen doggedly continued his quest.

”Yes, you will lose her forever if you don't let the Great Healer treat her. Let her go and she will return to you soon.” As the words left his mouth, he hoped with every fiber in his immortal body that his words would be realized.

Otherwise, his King would never forgive him for snatching his chance to remain at his mate's side until her last breath.

”Come, let's give the Great Healer some space to start the treatment.”

”But Light...how can I leave her?” The Wolf King hesitated with a pained expression.

”You're not leaving her. You are only stepping aside so that she can receive treatment and get well. That's the only way she can stay with you forever...okay?”

”Hmm...”

After a long period of persuasion, Olsen finally managed to move his King from the serpentine's bed, however, he wasn't happy. His heart was heavy with the promises he made.

'Serpentine Queen, you must recover! Because your life is no longer yours alone.'

The Werewolf King got off the bed, but he didn't go far, standing right by his mate's side as he tightly gripped her hand covered with the glaring red lines. His gaze was still muddled, but it occasionally flickered with a hint of light as he kept it fixed on her ghostly face.

The Great Healer had the four males pour the cask of Ice Bugs on and around the Serpentine's body, the drastic temperature difference forming mist over her figure. As the Ice Bugs covered her entire body, they started shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.