CHAPTER 107
Three days passed in a blur, but it seemed like eternity for the royal family. The princess—Bavanda—hadn’t regained consciousness since she threw a fit and caused quite a stir.
To add to gravity of everything, her father—whom she had injured—hadn’t healed. This was completely unusual, a wolf—especially a Lycan of a royal family—healed as quickly as possible whenever they were injured. This was a trait they all had, the only difference was the time taken to heal, which differed according to their status.
Never had it been recorded though, that a wolf took as long as three days and still wasn't healed under normal circumstances. Unless, of course, none of this was normal.
Bavanda hadn't moved a finger in 72 hours, her body was as blue as a corpse, yet she was still breathing.
Avynna sat beside her daughter, holding her numb hands like that was going to revive her. She hadn't slept properly in the past three days, even her son—Alexander—hadn’t seen enough of her in those days. It was unnerving. She had thought they had finally found peace after the Loco incident, everything was going smoothly, the criminal was locked up in a dungeon, and he couldn't easily escape—or so she thought.
Everything had fallen apart, and there was nothing she could do to hold it together. This broke her.
Baron, on his part, was hurt physically and emotionally. As an Alpha, it was a huge dent to his ego that he had been injured by his daughter, and he hadn't healed in three days. What was happening? He couldn't tell, but he knew he didn't like it. Not at all.
Bavanda had never felt more lost. She was conscious of everything around her, but yet she wasn't conscious. She kept drifting in a sea of darkness, back and forth in a very unsteady rhythm.
She wasn’t awake, but she wasn’t fully unconscious either. She was somewhere in between, floating in an abyss where voices whispered to her from every direction.
"She’s dangerous."
"Something is wrong with her."
"What if she doesn’t wake up?"
"Will she even be the same?"
She wanted to scream, to tell them to stop, but the voices wouldn’t relent. They echoed and overlapped, some hushed, others loud, forming an unbearable cacophony in her head.
Then, through the chaos, one voice stood out.
"Bavanda… wake up. Please, wake up. We need you back, please."
It was gentle yet firm, pulling her out of the abyss. Her breathing hitched as her senses slowly returned. She became aware of her body—the weight of the blankets, the warmth of the room, the distinct scent of her mother and father.
And then, with a sharp inhale, her eyes flew open.
The first thing she saw was the worried faces of her parents.
“Bavanda,” Avynna gasped, her relief palpable as she leaned forward. “You’re awake.”
Baron, standing beside her, exhaled a long breath. “You scared us.”
Bavanda tried to respond, but the moment she looked at them, something strange happened.
"She looks fine… but is she really?" Her mother’s voice, yet… Avynna hadn’t spoken.
"She doesn't remember what happened, does she?" Same with her father, but his lips hadn’t moved.
Bavanda’s heart pounded. She turned her head slightly, and her mind was suddenly flooded with more voices—some from outside the room, some faint but still clear.
"What if she wakes up differently?"
"Did she really attack the Alpha?"
"Why hasn’t she woken up yet?"
She squeezed her eyes shut, breathing heavily. What is this?
"Bavanda?" Avynna reached for her hand.
The contact startled her, but she quickly masked her shock.
"I…" Her voice was hoarse. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to stay calm. "I’m fine."
Lies. She was far from fine, but she couldn't tell them. They were already worried enough.
She could hear thoughts. Not through the mind link—not like any normal wolf. This was different. It was uncontrolled, intrusive, and overwhelming.
She clenched her fists beneath the blanket.
"I should call the doctor. She might be weak." Avynna’s thoughts reached her again.
"I’m not weak," Bavanda blurted out.
Avynna froze. "What?"
Bavanda quickly shook her head. "I mean… I feel okay. No need for the doctor."
Her mother hesitated, but Baron spoke up, his voice firm. "If she says she’s fine, we won’t push."
Avynna nodded reluctantly, though her mind was still clouded with unspoken worry.
Bavanda sat up slowly, her limbs sore but functional. It felt strange, to add to the poor girl's dilemma, she couldn't remember a thing which had happened.
She panicked, her heart skipping. “What happened?"
Her parents’ eyes widened, the duo exchanging glances.
"She doesn't remember?” Her father thought, the words laced with what could be called shock.
"How is this possible? She doesn't remember that she slashed her father's torso?” This time it was her mother, and it wasn't just worry that lay underneath. There was something deeper.
Bavanda gasped, before she could stop herself. “Did… did I hurt you?” The words fell out of her lips.
Her parents looked at each other yet again, their lips parting but no words coming forth.
Her heart kept pounding as she looked at him. “Where?" She said in a whisper.
Baron swallowed, wondering what the hell was happening at that moment, but hesitantly, he reached for his shirt and pulled it open.
Bavanda eyes fell on her father’s torso. However, there was no blood, no sign of injury. His skin was clean.
Her heart skipped a beat.
"Father…" Her voice was quiet. "There's… there's no wound."
Baron followed her gaze, confusion flickering in his eyes before realization hit. He lifted his shirt again, fingers brushing over the spot where Bavanda had stabbed him.
There was nothing. Not even a scar.
Avynna gasped. "But… how?"
Steve had said the wound wasn’t healing. The pack doctor had confirmed it. So how was it suddenly gone?
Bavanda felt a chill creep up her spine.
"This is crazy." Avynna’s thoughts filtered through.
Baron, too, was deep in thought, his expression unreadable.
Bavanda remained silent. She didn’t know what to say. First, the voices. Now, this? Something was happening to her. Something she didn’t understand.
And she wasn’t sure if she wanted to.
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