Chapter 121
Gabriel Silva's P.O.V.
Cursing loudly, I step forward and sit down in the accompanying chair beside her bed. I watch on helplessly as everyone runs tests and checks on Amanda, who is lying still. Her chest moves up and down slowly as she breathes. It's not a nice sight, to see my mate on the brink of death and being able to do nothing for her.
What if my new Kelvin doesn't work? What if it only worsens her condition?
I growl in frustration, raking my fingers through my hair. I'm pulled out of my thoughts when Jezebel comes back into the room, carrying books and pulling a cart of potions, powders and unusual items behind her. I know she is going to perform some spells right after the check-up is done.
"She's stable Alpha, but I'm sorry to say that it doesn't look good with her condition right now. Her body has slipped into a comatose state because of shock and it's going to take time for the venom to flush out and be replaced by your mark. We're going to try our best, but it's up to Luna Amanda to wake up." Dr Petrova smiles weakly, hooking a drip into Amanda's arm before leaving the room with the nurses behind her.
It's silent for a long while as I stare at the tiled floor of the room, knowing what is coming. I don't want to even look at Jezebel, because if I do she will prove me right. I hear her sigh after a few more minutes before she moves to stand behind me and grip my shoulder.
"I can't leave her. Don't make me." I whisper out, hoarsely.
"And I can't try and help her if you don't, Gabriel." She murmurs soothingly, rubbing my shoulder encouragingly.
"What if...What if she never wakes up? What if she..." I trail off, fearing the possible outcome.
"If you think like that, you're going to drive yourself mad. Think positive and good things shall happen. Have faith."
I shake my head, my chest aching in sadness. "Please, just make her better again."
Jezebel squeezes my shoulder in reassurance. I sigh and stand, leaning forward to press a kiss to Amanda's lips, which are now cold. Lingering for a few moments, I inhale her intoxicating scent and revel in it before pulling away and walking out the door, letting Jezebel do her job.
She is a witch with healing power and the ability to connect with the Gods to determine someone's future. I just hope she will be able heal my mate or ask the Moon Goddess what exactly she has in store for me now. My bitterness is increasing with each passing second that Amanda remains in a coma.
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I wait outside the room while she is in there, it has been some time now. The elders and the pack's Alpha have come and gone, we have discussed the situation and they are now back to their rooms to think of solutions that can save my mate. I refuse to even leave the same building as her and I frankly don't give a shit if they are offended to walk down here instead of me going to them. My mate matters more than any other person.
I hear footsteps to my left and know it's my siblings based on their scents. They started making their way to Texas once I told them about her state in my dream and how we might have to stay at a pack so Amanda can recover. Paloma and Valeria soon take a seat on either side of me, silent as their worried gazes bore into my head. I sigh and lift my head, giving them a small, shaky smile.
"Isabella and Nero took the next plane over." Paloma whispers, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tries to be strong. The tears in his eyes prove otherwise.
Valeria is no better. She is crying silently, tears streaming down her cheeks as she steps back from the window where you can see Amanda laying, unconscious. She sits down beside me once again and wraps an arm around my waist, hugging me tightly. Paloma immediately follows by placing his arm around my shoulders, squeezing tightly.
"Will she be okay?" Valeria whispers, wiping away a tear that slides down my cheek.
I nod weakly, knowing I have to be strong for them. They were too young to see how much Elizabeth's infidelity ruined me but if they see how much Amanda's comatose state is breaking me, they'll freak out. The silence is disrupted by Paloma's phone going off and he pulls back to take it out, putting it on speakerphone.
"Paloma? Where's Gabriel? How's Amanda?" Isabella rushes, the sound of a car driving in the background.
Paloma passes the phone to me and I clear my throat before speaking. "Amanda slipped into a coma. Jezebel is in there right now."
Her loud gasp filters through the speaker before her shaky voice responds, trying to give me hope. "Alright, okay. Amanda will be fine, just stay strong Gabriel alright? I'm an hour away."
"Alright. Drive safe." I reply, staying calm for her sake. I don't want to worry her like last time, it will only cause her stress.
"Valeria, Paloma, take care of your brother." She states before bidding goodbye and hanging up.
"Do you need anything? Have you eaten?" My brother asks just as Ryan walks up to us with a solemn look.
"I've got it. Eat when you're ready, Gabriel." Ryan speaks, his violet eyes lightening in sadness when he sees Amanda through the window. I shake my head, knowing I won't be able to stomach anything, which has them protesting immediately. "You know she's going to kick your ass if she finds out so, you might as well eat the food."
I chuckle lowly, knowing how my spitfire of a mate can get when she's angry. Nodding, I tell them I will eat later. We wait in silence whilst Jezebel works away, hoping that when she comes out she will have good news.
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