Chapter 159: I Can't Stay Loyal Anymore

Chapter 159: I Can't Stay Loyal Anymore

Ronald

I burst through the doors of the hospital and found my wife talking to our head doctor. Her face was red from all the tears. I was sure she had been crying.

"What happened?" I made my way over to them.

My wife's eyes snapped to me and she ran into my awaiting arms. Immediately, she began to sob while I held onto her. She was in no condition to explain, so I looked at the doctor for some answers.

"Alpha," he inclined his head.

"Your daughter went under extremely stressful conditions and her blood pressure spiked. Your wife brought her in just in time, had it been a minute longer, I would have been expressing my condolences."

My wife shook more at his words and I held onto her tighter. My heart squeezed as I thought of my one and only child and my grandson. How did this happen?"

"This is not what I wanted to hear! Tell me my daughter's status."

"Forgive me, Alpha." He bowed.

"We rushed her into surgery, the surgeons are doing everything they can to ensure that your daughter and her child live. But I just want you to be prepared, there may come a time when you need to decide who you want to save." My heart shattered at his words.

"What are you saying?"

"What I am trying to say is that the surgery they are trying to perform on your daughter is quite risky. She has a tear in her heart that stems from the stressful condition she was under. The condition is otherwise known as broken heart syndrome."

"Broken heart syndrome?" He nodded.

"It is normally found in patients who are going through prolonged episodes of severe anxiety and depression. Judging from what your daughter has been through these past few months, it is no wonder why she would be depressed. It also doesn't help that her body is currently undergoing massive hormonal changes due to her pregnancy." My heart felt heavy.

"The surgeons are trying to repair it as we speak but the procedure is very risky mainly due to the baby. Her body is currently under a lot of stress and the baby may not survive outside if he is to be taken out now. So a decision will need to be made, your daughter or your grandchild."

Time stopped, and the world around me turned quiet as the reality of the situation hit me. I couldn't do that, I can't pick between my child and my grandchild. I knew what my daughter would want and I knew what my wife and I would want, I couldn't be responsible for such an outcome. Even if I picked my daughter, when she woke up and found her son no longer there, would she ever forgive us? If I picked my grandchild then I would lose my one and only child.

No father should ever be placed in such a position but yet here I am. My wife shook uncomfortably in my arms and I too wanted to break down but one of us had to be the pillar and it wasn't going to be her right now.

'Get me Jones. Tell him to come to the hospital immediately. Something had happened to Helen.' I mind linked my Beta.

'Yes, Alpha.' he replied.

I kissed my wife gently on the head and held her close to my chest, this is our worst nightmare turned reality.

It had been four hours and we were still waiting on a report back from the doctors. Jones had arrived a few hours ago, I knew he was here for his child, I knew he couldn't care less for our daughter. I wanted to hate him but he had been a devoted man ever since he came to my pack. He had been attentive to Helen and had made sure that he was there for every class and appointment. As a partner, I could not fault him.

I had thought maybe having her child's father here would have eased Helen's anxiety but u had been sourly adding to her depression.

"I need to stretch my legs." My wife muttered as she stood from her seat. I got up from mine as well ready to follow her but she waved for me to sit down.

"I need to be alone right now, Ronald." I nodded and watched her walk down the hallway.

I was worried about my mate when Helen fell into depression, my wife did not take it well at all. She worried herself day and night to make sure that her daughter smiled again, but she never did. Helen was stuck in this dark pit and nothing we did or said helped. She was a shell of the woman that she had once been, I hardly recognized the go-getter woman she once was.

Despite being pregnant, she had lost weight and her cheeks were sunken. She had constant bags under her eyes and her face was always so pale. She hardly got ready for the day anymore, we were even lucky if she decided to brush her teeth that day. She had given up on life, well let me not say she had given up on all aspects of life. She hasn't given up on her son.

My grandson was the one thing that had been holding her together these past few months. If she lost her baby, I feared what would become of my daughter. The head doctor walked through the doors and headed in my direction. I tried to look at his face to see if what he was about to tell me would be something I would want to hear or not. Jones rushed to my side and waited to hear the news.

"Alpha, she is out of surgery and she is stable."

"Stable?" He nodded.

"The surgery went well but we had to put her under a medically induced coma to allow her body time to heal. Her wolf is so far detached from her, that she isn't helping her to heal.

"And my son?" Jones asked in a panic.

He looked at Jones, annoyed, which was no shock. My wolves had not taken kindly to him coming into our ranks. We didn't like outsiders, much less low-ranking ones.

"He is fine as well." He turned back to me.

"I can take you to her if you would like, Alpha."

Just in time, my wife turned the corner and saw us. She ran to us with a petrified look on her face and immediately grabbed my hand and looked at the doctor.

"She is fine, my love." I pulled her to my side.

"We can go and see her now."

She broke down in my arms for what seemed to be the twentieth time but I didn't mind. She needed this, she has held in so much over the last few months, that her release had been inevitable.

After she calmed down, we walked together hand in hand to our daughter's room. Nothing could have prepared us for what we saw, my poor daughter was laying still as stone in the hospital bed, and she had tubes coming out of her.

"My poor baby," my wife made her way to our daughter's side. She grabbed onto her hand gently.

In all honesty, she looked dead, there was no color to her face. I feared that she was actually dead but the heart monitor behind her showed signs of life. Her growing stomach was still plump and round, there was life in there, a life that needed to be protected at all costs.

"What are we going to do, Ronald?" She looked at me with silent tears streaming down her face.

"I have tried to help her and I have tried to hold it together for her but she is giving up. The only thing keeping her here is her son."

I walked to where my mate stood and placed my hands on her shoulder. She leaned into me and let out a tired sigh, she was exhausted the same way I was.

I had tried to stick to my word, I had tried to play by Bernard's rules but my daughter was suffering and I couldn't sit back anymore and keep watching her in pain. I needed to do something, I had to do something.

"I can't keep my word anymore." I kissed my wife's temple.

"I can't stay loyal to Bernard while my daughter is falling apart like this. I need to do something." She nodded her head silently.

"We can't afford to lose her, Ronald."

"No, we can't. I will make the necessary arrangements and I will gather the elders for an emergency meeting. I will need to inform them of my decision to break the treaty with Crescent Wolf Pack."

"I don't think they will take it very well."

"I don't care, I am their Alpha and they will need to obey me and what I say. This is my family we are talking about here, Helen is our only child. She is the sole heir to this Pack and our future is within her."

"I know but this road we are choosing to take will not be easy."

I looked down at my daughter and my heart was heartbreaking with each passing second.

"But it will be the one that will save our daughter and our grandson."

I would do whatever I needed to ensure the safety of my family. Treaty and Bernard Joseph be damned.