The Pack's Weirdo : A Mystery to unveil
Chapter 77 - The truth from a dying man

Chapter 77: Chapter 77 - The truth from a dying man

Ryan was by my side within minutes. "Where are you?" I asked gramma while we both walked out of his office.

"In the hospital. He was also in the hospital, and doctors were treating him. He was not looking in good condition. I am going to the operation theatre right now and going to do my best to save him, but still, I don’t think he will make it for long. You need to come fast, or your questions will remain unanswered" With it, she cut the call.

"You all should wait. We have an urgent matter to deal with," Ryan said with authority and took my hand in his.

We went outside without even discussing it, and he took his bike. I climbed behind him, and he released his aura around us. He drove at high speed, and I clutched his torso tightly. It is not surprising that he didn’t even need to use breaks even once on the whole way, thanks to his aura for this. We ran inside towards the reception area, where Ben was already waiting for us.

"This way, fast" we ran behind him, and he directly took us to the operation theatre. Doctors are performing chest compression on a man whose body is nothing but bones. The heart monitor is continuously beeping while the thin line on it is fluctuating very fast. Gramma is standing behind the headboard of the bed. Her eyes are closed, her hands are on either side of his head, and she is mumbling something. I ran towards him, but a nurse stopped me.

"You can’t go near him, Luna. We need to operate on him right now, or he will die. His condition is already very critical" I can hear the urgency in her voice, but the rational part of my mind seems to have stopped working.

"Move away" I am trying my best not to lose my shit on her, but it seems like my command is thinking something else. She bared her neck and bowed to me... {please, not this shit right now}

"Go and do your work. I will take care of her" Ryan came behind me and released the nurse from my command, and looked at me. "If you behave like this, then I have to take you out of here," he warned me.

"If he dies, then I don’t know if I will ever get the chance to know the truth about me" I have no shame in accepting my vulnerability at this point in time... {I am desperate to know about the mystery behind my real parents. I wanted to know who they were? Were they alive? Do they love me? Do they miss me? Can I meet them?}

Suddenly Ryan raised his head and took a deep breath. At first, I thought he smelt some rogue here, but then he encircled his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. He leaned on my shoulder and took a deep hungry breath. For a few minutes, I was confused, but I didn’t take much time to understand what happened? This kind of act only suggests one thing: he can smell my real scent.

I was shocked to do anything or react, but suddenly I heard a familiar voice. This voice is so familiar that I can feel the goosebumps and the eerie feeling already without even looking at the source of this voice.... {how can I forget this voice which has haunted me every night in my nightmares. If he is real, then does it mean that all the nightmares are real?}... My heart rate spiked, and my legs gave up. Thanks to Ryan, whose hold on me was so strong that I didn’t fall on the floor. He may have heard my heartbeat because now he is looking at me with a concerned expression while his eyes are still fluctuating between king’s and his.

"Handle me if I lose my shit or my sanity," I whispered to him, and he nodded without even questioning me. I turned towards the man who had been unconscious a few minutes ago. He was still not looking in good condition, but his eyes were open, and he was directly looking at me while gramma was still chanting something with her hands still placed on his head and her eyes closed.

He kept looking at me for a few minutes as if I were an alien, but later, he started crying. His body was so weak that he could not even cry properly. In normal circumstances, I would have felt bad for him, but the internal hatred for that man is so great that I am not feeling any kind of sympathy towards him. I only wanted him alive because I wanted my answers, or I would have killed him on my own.

"I am sorry, I am so sorry. I should have never given your child to Greyson. Sorry" I am too stunned to react to anything in his words. He is crying harder now, and his sobs echo in the operation theatre. All the doctors and nurses have already stopped working, as it is clear that this man can’t be saved no matter what they do. "I should have stopped him. I should not have let him do anything that he did with the child" his crying made it hard for him to breathe, but no one went towards him to help him.

"Stop, Shira" ben was going towards him, but Ryan stopped him.

"Stop her. She is using his remaining life energy to make him talk. This is similar to giving him the death sentence."

"He does deserve a death sentence" these words escaped my lips without even thinking. Ben looked at me with weird looks "he deserves much more than a decent death on the hospital bed where doctors are trying their best to save his life" ben was still looking shocked while the king had taken complete control of Ryan. King was also surprised by my words but didn’t contradict me; instead, he supported my statement.

"He is a rogue who was in our dungeons for the last ten years. He himself pleaded for the death sentence many times but was never able to tell us about the crime he was guilty of. He is himself accepting his crimes for the first time" Ben can’t say anything after that while my eyes are fixed on the crying man who is already struggling hard to breathe, and his heart monitor is beeping unevenly.

"Can you save him?" I asked the doctor standing there.

"No, luna, his body is not strong for the surgery, and it is impossible to save him without it. He would have already been dead if it were not for this old lady. He has been living on the water for the past three months while his wolf never surfaced for even a single time in the last ten years," the doctor informed us, but this triggered something in that man.

"He was against the decision to hurt a child. The day when I helped Greyson take your child, my wolf stopped working as per my wish, and twelve years ago, he completely vanished but not before giving me enough strength to not die. He wanted me to suffer as much as your child has suffered because of me" I can see that he is alive for only a few more seconds. I went towards him and bent down.

"Where is Greyson?" I asked him, and that’s when he looked at me properly. I am sure he can see the fury dancing in my eyes because his face turned white, and his body started trembling.

"You are not her," he whispered and looked as if he was already pleading to kill him now.

"Yes, I am not her" more tears flowed from his eyes. "I am her child" as soon as I said this, his eyes widened, and within seconds, his lifeless body was there with wide eyes looking at me as if I were a ghost. Gramma’s chanting stopped, and she took hold of the hospital bed to keep her steady.

"It took more energy than I had expected" she fell to the ground unconsciously after completing her sentence, and Ben and lily ran to her side in minutes. I don’t have time to feel anything about lily right now, and I believe Ben will take care of her for now. I looked at Ryan, who had taken control of the king successfully.

"Elder Theodore?" he asked me, and I nodded. He took my hand in his, and we again went to the house, where we found all the elders sitting and discussing me in Ryan’s office.

"Did you get your answers?" elder Theodore asked me. I went towards him, dragged a chair exactly in front of him, and looked him in the eyes. He seemed to be surprised by that because I could clearly see this on his face.

"Where did we meet before, elder Theodore?" I asked him while he had already normalised his expressions by now.

"We met for the first time today. You yourself said that to me almost an hour ago," he replied calmly.

"Then, let’s talk about your meeting with my mom.".. {He better reveal everything on his own. I am not in mood to talk nicely right now}