159 Chapter One Hundred Fifty Nine

Cole hadn’t thought he’d be hearing about the man that had put his mate into this state so soon, but alas, his wishes were not what the world had in store for him. It was not long after the doctor had left that Lina’s messages started to come through the mind link. Since Cole was not yet established within the general mind link of the Sirius werewolves, there was not much he could listen to unless it was intended that he listened.

He had to wait as the king and queen listened to what their daughter told them before they relayed the information. The king finally came out of his daze for the second time, “How hard did you hit him?” and asked the question Cole was now tired of hearing.

“Just tell me what happened to him,” Cole asked.

“Well, according to the doctor, the man is in hospital and he won’t be released until later on. His injuries turned out to be worse than he’d made them look and the effect was even worse once the adrenaline was out of his system” Davin relayed the short version of the story.

“Great, now I’m also the one responsible for placing a Mighty Warrior in a hospital,” the man sighed. However, his wolf, that was usually more attentive to Katie’s needs (however possible that was...) had already beaten him to another grave issue. Cole’s eyes snapped open when he realised what it was trying to tell him.

“Can we go to the hospital and visit him?” he asked the royals that had already began discussing what they were supposed to be telling the other hunters on the issue at hand. They had to find a way out of this before the hunters decided the rogues were not their only enemies.

“What’s going to the hospital supposed to help? Lina already said she’ll handle everything there,” Davin replied.

“No, I need to see the man and atone for what I did to him...” he paused, looking back at his sleeping mate, “Before Katie gives me an earful on how I put her trainer in the hospital before she could learn anything from him.”

“What could you possibly do? The man won’t be able to move in while. Katie is going to give you an earful anyway...”

.....

“Davin, just let us accompany the boy to the hospital,” Queen Martha stopped her husband during his rambling. Her words stopped him from finishing and further seized his attempts at trying to make sense of Cole’s request.

“Very well then. We leave immediately. We don’t have all night,” the King responded, striding out of the room.

“He’s always been quick to judge,” the queen sighed. Walking up to Katie and placing a kiss on her daughter’s forehead, “Something tells me she’ll be as good as new tomorrow.”

Cole knew what she meant although a part of him wished she was wrong. It would have been nice for Katie to know what it’s like to have muscle pains after pushing herself that hard. ‘Caden, come to my room and stay my mate’s side until I get back. If anything happens to her, you tell me.”

‘I’m on my way,’ his response came almost immediately, ‘If I may ask, what did happen to Luna Katie.” The title sent shivers down Cole’s spine. He’d known this to be the case soon enough, but he’d never thought of heard her being called his Luna before and he liked the sound of it.

‘She’s just sleeping, Caden. She’s exhausted from her training today and I would like you to watch her. Doctor’s orders were to have her eat something and drink the moment she woke up,” Cole told him.

“Very well... I’ll get right on it,’ while all this was said, Cole followed the Queen and caught up with the king. A car was already parked outside waiting for them. The king informed Lina of their departure and let her know that they were coming. However, he did not give a reason why as he didn’t exactly have one that made sense to him.

‘If I may ask, Alpha Cole. Where can I tell her you are in case, she asks?’ Caden’s voice came again.

‘Well, you can tell her that I went on a midnight run. That would help lessen the rage that would be thrown in my face when she actually finds out where I am,’ he replied.

‘I’ll just wait for you to tell me the details when you come back,’ Caden replied with a sigh. There seemed to be endless questions and using the mind link often made situations awkward for the people physically around someone.

‘Good choice, Caden. I’ll explain it all with time. For now, don’t tell her of my actual whereabouts or of the fact that we had this conversation in detail. Did I interrupt something you were doing,” Cole asked.

‘No, you didn’t. I was just getting ready for a hot bath...’ he paused, ‘Right after the game I was playing with the other pack warriors that were resting from the patrol.’ His confession came rushed like it was killing him to reveal.

'

‘You don’t have to hide that from me. I see you’re getting more into Gunter’s company. I hope you don’t pick up his very unnecessary commentary,’ Cole replied, ‘We’ll talk later, Caden.’

‘Yeah, we shall...’

.........

The royals found Katie in the patient’s room patiently waiting for their arrival. Sandra was starting to get sleepy and had taken a seat to the side with Jason by her side. Lina chose to remain standing while Honour also took a seat herself, “Lina, are you okay?” was Martha’s first question.

“Yes, I’m fine. It’s Frank you’d like to worry about,” Lina replied, hugging her mother and sparing Cole a short glance. After what she’d seen earlier, it wasn’t so easy to get used to his presence and Cole painfully noticed the change. His wolf tried comforting him bringing up images of his unconscious mate that he simply had to protect from the man’s brutal training.

“I’m glad to see that you are okay,” finally letting go of her daughter, Martha moved forward to the curtain that was barring their eyes from seeing the patient. The king took his time and hugged his daughter, his pride and joy. Something Drake would have gotten jealous about if he had been present.

“Where is Drake?” she asked.

“He went out with Phillip to handle some issues earlier this afternoon. He’ll be back either tomorrow or if he’s really that desperate, in the middle of the night,” the king relayed. The sound of he curtains being drawn cut his reunion in half. Despite proposing their journey to the hospital, Cole wanted to be anywhere else, but in this room. Maybe back with his mate where he was supposed to be. That sounded like a better idea.

Martha gasped at the state she found the man in. He looked worse than she thought was possible for a man of his stature, “How did you even manage to inflict this much damage?” the queen gasped.

Cole sighed, “I would start by reminding you that your son didn’t lose to me in the magic games because I was better than him in combat, but simply because he couldn’t inflict enough damage to put me down before I brought him down.”

The king thought this through for a bit, remembering the irregularities that had been in the fight during the last royal games, “That still wasn’t enough for you to bring down a man of this level.”

“I’m not the same boy I was back then, you know,” Cole replied, walking through them until he was right beside Frank. Jason stood up and grabbed Cole’s hand getting his alpha’s full attention.

“You don’t have to...”

“That is my decision to make,” Cole cut him off. Jason backed off, noticing the narky mood questioning Cole brought him. He didn’t change his mind about his decision, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The alpha hated what he was about to do, but he had more than enough reason to do it, just like he had more than enough reason to do it back then... “What exactly are you trying to...” the king went silent when he saw something he couldn’t describe begin to happen.

Cole held the man’s hand in his and slowly, his veins began to turn black, pulsing with an energy that flowed from the blackened veins on Frank and straight into Cole. The rest watched in a mixture of emotions as a miracle took place before their eyes. Taking off the wrapping on the hunter’s hands, he watched the bruises on his knuckles vanish and the skin return to its former state, leaving nothing like a scar.

The same injuries, however, began to form on Cole’s wrists, healing almost as quickly as they came. They lasted longer than any of the other injuries any of them had the opportunity to see him get. Every injury that vanished from the man was seen rapidly appear on Cole and vanish just as fast. This continued for well over three minutes with utter silence in the room. When the black veins finally receded, Frank breathed in deeply and settled in a sleep that was no longer laboured.

His breathing was fine and he looked as good as new. Cole, on the other hand, staggered backwards and collapsed into the nearest seat he’d taken the liberty to remember. Queen Martha rushed to his side, “Are you okay, Cole? That couldn’t have been easy...”

“I feel like I’ve been hit by a tank,” Cole replied, “The only way to injure me or cause any definite pain is to have me heal someone else’s injuries and take them as my own.”