Chapter 184

Donald's pov

I blinked.

Finding myself in the room with my babies. In the same position I was when I drifted off to sleep.

Scrambling to my feet, I looked round to check if I will see the strange female who talked with me, but she was nowhere to be found. 

Was that a dream?

I looked around to be sure. It doesn't hurt to be absolutely sure about stuffs.

There was no one is the room safe for my babies and I.

Despite knowing it was a dream, my mind was still troubled by her words. 

Should I harken to her instructions knowing it might not work?

Won't it be better trying it out now than forever regret not trying it out?

*

"I think I've found a way for our babies cure," I said to my brothers when I walked in to the room our mate was placed in.

His peaceful sleeping face made me more guilty than was before.

We caused him more pain than he should have been allowed to endure alone.

"How's that?" Damien asked.

"Have the pack doctors found a cure?" Daniel asked.

The both of them rising from where they were sitting on.

"No."

I narrated to them all that happened in my dreams, and the instructions from the female in my dreams.

Telling them my dream made me feel all the more stupid. What if the dream was a fragment of my imaginations?

Something my mind conjured to make it seem like it's real or something like that?

"That's the moon goddess," Damien breathes out.

"The moon goddess?" 

That can't be right.

How could it be I didn't recognize my deity when I saw her?

"The moon goddess can't be seen by the living," Daniel said. His words making my own thoughts more valid.

"Don't forget she've visited Miguel more than twice. She's the one you saw. " Damien said with strong conviction.

I still don't believe she was the one I saw in my dreams. 

The one I saw in my dreams sure isn't human, but I don't think she can be classified at the same level as our goddess.

I just don't believe she's the one we revered as our goddess. I can believe she's. a messenger sent by my goddess, but I don't believe her to be my goddess.

"Let's not stand here debating on if it's truly the goddess or not. Let's go do as she instructed. It's better we try and it fails than for us not to try at all." Daniel said..

" Did she tell you anything about our mate?" Damien asked. His gaze focused solely on our mate.

" I think the only cute to our mate's illness is his babies. If we can find a way for them to live, I don't think it will be difficult to revive our Mate."

Miguel according to Damien was conscious when he came here.

*

"How do we go about the blood joining?" I ask more than twelve pack doctors. Miguel's father wasn't here probably because he haven't heard of his son's return to the pack.

I bet he will rain down fire and brimstone on us if he's to learn of his son's presence here.

"We will mix it here," doctor Kim a middle aged Werewolf with hair as fiery as fire, brought out a big syringe.

The sight of the syringe and it's needle was enough to make me bubble my throat up and down in fear. My eyes widening as I thought of something like that entering my blood stream.

"Will that thing enter into me?"

I really hate anything related to needles. I rather cut my finger with a knife than allow anything needle-like to enter into my body.

Just the mere size of the needle is enough to make me die with fear.

"You don't have to be afraid. You're doing it for our babies," Damien and Daniel placed their hands on me. My brothers are well aware of the turmoil am feeling in me juts from the sight of something as sharp as that needle.

"Okay. I will do this," I look at the needle in challenge. I think it's high time I face my fears. 

*

The doctors extracted our blood, and injected it on the babies. Babies that have lost the pink beautiful tint that's associated to babies.

Looking at them made me vow to exert revenge on Manuel because he's the one who undoubtedly did this to my babies. 

"They will be back to their normal self in a hour or so time," doctor Kim smiled. His fellow doctors packing up the instruments they didn't need but thought necessary to bring in case of necessity.

"Thank you doctor," Daniel smiled at him in appreciation. 

Damien was in the toilet probably to prevent others from seeing how affected he is by the sight of blood. 

It's really funny to note the same high and mighty alpha who baths in the blood of his enemies always end up vomiting after much blood shed.

i guess we all have our weaknesses, one we don't want others to know of.

*

I watched my babies sleep. Their cheeks have gotten a bit rosy, but they're yet to open their eyes.

"It's being more than two hours!" Daniel frowned.

The doctors said it will only take an hour for our babies to fully awake, but it've taken more than an hour, and they're yet to open their eyes.

"Let's be a little patient. If they don't wake up in an hour time, we will know what to do then." Damien said. 

" Okay. Let me go get...." Daniel mistakenly hit their bed.

An ear splitting scream like none we've ever heard burst from the mouth of the babies which were sleeping before.

We looked startled at the sound.

Momentarily stunned we didn't try consoling them until we came back to our senses.

That was when I and Damien carried the crying babies, but despite our awkward consolation, the babies kept on crying without mercy.