The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 226

Raven’s POV

Oliver seals my mark into place, making my toes curl, but we don’t have time to appreciate the moment. While Oliver is still hovering over me, the hospital door bursts open, and Leo is standing hunched over, breathing heavily. His face is flushed, and his eyes are wide.

“What in the Goddess’s name is wrong with you?” I laugh as I look at him.

“Harry,” Leo breathes out. “He is dying.”

“What do you mean,” Oliver lifts himself off of me.

“He coded just a few moments ago. They are trying to resuscitate him as we speak. If we are going to get into his mind, there is no more time to waste,” Leo says quickly.

I sit up quickly, forgetting about the wound in my abdomen. I wince in pain as I sit up, and dots fill my vision. But I refuse to let that stop me. If I am to find my grandmother and stop these attacks, I need to get to Harry before he dies. I balance myself on Oliver’s arm as I swing my legs over the edge of the bed.

“Slow down,” Oliver says as he holds me upright. “You are going to fall down.”

“I am fine,” I hiss at him.

The dots are free from my eyes, and I am able to see once again. I plant my feet firmly on the ground and stand. I expect to fall over, but I don’t. The wound on my side is still painful, but I am able to stand. Ripping the wires off my body and the IV out of my arm, I gesture for Leo to lead the way.

Leo rushes from the room, and I follow behind him. “Raven,” I hear Oliver yelling from behind me. “Please be careful.”

“This was your idea,” I yell back over my shoulder as I navigate my way through the busy hospital corridors. “It is too late to be careful.”

Oliver sighs and shakes his head as he chases behind me with a robe in his hands. “Will you at least cover yourself,” he says through gritted teeth. Only then do I realize I have been running through the hospital with the back of my hospital gown flying open.

Quickly, I gather the fabric of my gown and back against a wall, knowing that I am wasting precious moments that I could be using to read Harry’s mind. I rip the robe from Oliver’s hands and wrap it around myself.

As I tie the robe around my waist, I see b***d dripping down my hand from the IV site, and there are bruises all over my arms. It causes me to freeze where I stand, wondering what the rest of me looks like. Fear washes over me. Since I have become the Luna Queen, I have spent more time in the hospital than out. What else are the recusants capable of?

Leo tips my head up and looks me deeply in the eyes. “We can discuss the dangers of you being the Luna Queen later. Right now, you have to be brave,” he tells me.

Oliver shoves him away from me and stands protectively in front of me. “She needs a f*****g minute,” Oliver snarls at Leo.

I place my hands on Oliver’s shoulders. I know he feels my feelings more intensely now that he has marked me. I am told that it can be a little overwhelming.

“It is okay, Oliver,” I tell him. “Leo is right. I am just wasting time.”

“That’s my, Little Bird,” Leo says as he places a k**s on the top of my head. “His room is just this way.”

I turn the corner and hear the sound of the machines in the room flatlining. “No!” I scream as I run into the room. “I am here.”

But I am too late. Panic rushes through my body as tears drip down my cheeks. This was my one chance to get information about the recusants, and I have ruined it.

“It’s okay,” Oliver says sweetly. “We will find another way.”

“There is no other way,” I yell back at him. “How many times can I come back from near death? They won’t screw up again. The next time, they will kill me.”

The nurse tries to pull the curtain around Harry’s body, but I stop her. “I need a moment,” I tell her. She looks me up and down and continues to pull the curtain.

“Do you know who you are talking to?” Oliver snaps at the nurse. “This is your Luna Queen.”

The nurse turns her head to the side and bares her neck to me. “I apologize, Your Highness, I did not recognize you.”

“Well, now you do,” Oliver hisses at her, and the nurse scurries from the room.

I pull back the curtain and expose the body of Harry. I am surprised he stayed alive for as long as he did. Bits and pieces of his flesh are missing all over his torso and arms. Teeth and claw marks cover his body.

“Who did this to him?” I ask in shock.

Leo scratches the back of his head awkwardly, and Oliver refuses to meet my gaze. “He tried to run,” Leo begins, but I hold my hand up to stop him from talking.

“I don’t want the gory details,” I shudder at the thought of my mates ripping a person to bits.

I walk around Harry’s bed and look at him intently. I lay my hand on his head, and it is still warm. He looks like he could be sleeping.

“I think I can still do this,” I say quietly to myself.

“What do you mean?” Oliver asks.

I look up from Harry’s mangled body to Oliver. “I think I can do this,” I say.

Oliver’s eyes light up with excitement. “Do you really think you can do it?”

“I do,” I say, but I turn my head to Leo, who looks displeased. “What’s wrong?”

“It seems dangerous,” Leo mumbles. “To go into the mind of a dead man.”

I am a little taken aback at Leo’s words. Usually, he would be the one egging me on, and Oliver would be the one who is too cautious. But I have to admit that Leo has a point. I have never delved into the mind of a dead person before. I don’t know what I might find, but I do know I have to try.

“It will be okay,” I say, trying to sound confident. “With you two by my side, I can do anything.”

Oliver smiles brightly at me, but Leo still has a scowl on his face. Closing my eyes, I press my fingers to Harry’s temples, and I am sucked into darkness.