Chapter 17

Song: Noah Kahan – Please
For those moments when it goes all wrong and it seems like the world stopped. Just know that I'm here for you and a friend and a part of family because we’re all family and connected. You’re human and so am I so we’re in this together.

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Tate Jameson
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Everything happened so fast, in a blink of an eye. One moment everything was fine and the next I was running with her in my arms. Her coughing as the poison ran its ciaos. I think its moments like these where you put things in perspective.

The journey seemed to be too long; it felt like I was too slow. Her struggles to breathe only made me go faster but still I felt like I wasn’t fast enough. My beast made its way out and roared.

Whoever did this would pay with more than their lives.

“Tate… the baby…” she struggled to get out.

“The baby will be fine. You’ll both be fine.” I said to more reassure me than her. They were going to be fine. They had to be.

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The ticking off the clock was all I could concentrate on as everyone sat in silence awaiting the news. They had taken her into the ICU trying to get the poison out of her system. The waiting was killing me.

Emilio and Anne had come right away along with one other, Kol was his name.

“Mrs Queen Family?” A doctor called out. We all woke up in sync.

“I’m her husband.” I announced as we had signed the papers so I could stay in Russia as a citizen.

“Well Mr Queen. We got the poison but we were not able to stop one of the children from being affected.

“One of them?” I asked in confusion.

“Twins. Unfortunately we weren’t able to get to them soon enough. We have to be very careful now. We have induced your wife in comatose.” He explained to me as we walked away from the waiting room.

“How long will she be in coma?” I asked him to which gave me a sad look.

“We don’t know. We still need to see how her body reacts to the blood she’s been given and we need to see to the babies.” He explained to me.

We came to a room and there she was, my Rayna. She still looked beautiful. Her belly had grown but her glow was gone and its place was a pale powder covering her. Her fair skin was now as pale as the dead but the heart monitor maintained a steady beep.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” He said and left.

I went to her side and took her hand in mine.

“Hey there baby. You're going to be okay. You're going to wake up soon, don’t keep me waiting for too long.” I whispered to her. I had to find out who did this to her and when I did I was going to show them a fate worse than death.

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It’s been two months and still nothing. Rayna is still in coma but she looks better than before, but the pups aren’t growing properly. The doctor said that it would be three more months.

“This can’t be possible. There's still no leads.” I growled in frustration.

“Every lead we get goes to a dead-end. Rayna was poisoned with rat poison. That’s easy to get a hold of.” Dylan sighed. He was always here. Edward had stopped searching and was with Danny constantly as she too was pregnant with their first pup.

“There were only five people in that day. Colt, Edward, Danny, Rayna, myself… and you.” I said as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“You think I did it!” Dylan growled at my accusation. “It has to be one of you.” I snarled back.

“What next, your own brother, your sister, your best friends who have been there for you since the beginning?” Dylan asked me and then continued.

“Don’t bother, I already know the answer to that question.” He spat and walked away from me. My beast snarled at the disrespect and encouraged me to put him in his place but I interrupted my phone.

“Speak!” I snarled.

“Mr Queen, it’s your wife.” Without letting him continue I ended the call and raced to the hospital.

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Third Point of View

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Tate raced through the building; the only thought in his mind was Rayna. Was she okay? What about the babies? Would they be fine?

“Mr Queen.” A nurse called to him.

“Where is she? Where is my wife?” he asked in a hurry, not even bothering to catch his breath.

“She’s in surgery; it was too late to ask permission. Mrs Queen was waking up from the induced comatose and put strain on herself thus causing trauma and the placenta detached.” The nurse explained but it was all nonsense to Tate as his main thought was,
‘Will she be okay?’

“This way.” She led him to room where they could watch the surgery. Everything was silent except for the head doctor asking for different tools.

The heart monitor started to go off the charts. “She’s waking up.” A doctor said in a hurried voice.

Her eyes slowly opened and she started moving.

“Where’s her husband.” The head doctor called out as they were forced to remove the breathing pipe from her throat.

But her mind was a blur and the only thing Rayna could think about was Tate…
‘Where’s my Tate?’

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