Page 46 of Lycan King's Claim
“You're burning up. I need to call for a doctor.” I tell her worried she may be going into another heat.
“Fine,” she gasps, her voice barely audible as she rolls on her side, clutching her stomach.
I reluctantly stand, leaving her on the floor, while I send for a doctor, my thoughts racing with concern. Could she be going into heat again? If so, I know she won't want to mate with me, no matter how strong our bond gets. The very idea of forcing her into submission makes my stomach churn. But if she is going into heat again, I will have no choice.
As I pace the room, waiting for the doctor, Sienna emerges from the bathroom, her face pale and her body trembling. She avoids my gaze as she takes small, shaky steps back to the bed, her stubbornness shining through despite her weakened state.
“Xandros, please,” she whispers, her voice barely holding back a sob. “Just go, send your mother if it makes you feel better.” she tells me. I growl wanting to stay with her, but I can also feel her anxiety at having me close as she strips off her top trying to cool down. “Can you open a window?” she groans, falling on the bed and laying on her side.
“Of course,” I reply, swallowing the bitter taste of rejection that lingers in my mouth. I send for my mother, praying that she can convince Sienna to let me stay.
“Thank you,” Sienna murmurs before curling up on the bed and burying her face in her pillow. Only, the moment she does, she is up and racing for the bathroom again.
Once my mother arrives and checks on Sienna, she comes out. “She thinks she has food poisoning, she said she started feeling sick not long after coming back from lunch,” I sigh. “I'll wait with her,”
“Please let me know what the doctor says, and also ask him for those blood results, it's been weeks,” I tell her and she nods. “Of course,” my mother answers.
I retreat to my office, the weight of my chest is heavy as I leave her in the capable hands of my mother. My thoughts are a whirlwind of worry, and frustration, each emotion crashing against the others like waves upon the shore. It seems nothing I do works, nothing has changed, and I worry it won't.
“Damn it,” I mutter, slamming my fist onto the desk. The sound of shattering glass echoes through the room. I know I have to tread carefully with Sienna, but the fear of losing her haunts me like a ghost.
“Forgive me, Sienna,” I whisper to the empty room, my voice thick with anguish.
“I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe, even if it means keeping my distance.”
And so, with that, I wait for news of her condition, desperate to go back to the room when Javier walks in. “You got kicked out too?” I ask. I had sent him to eavesdrop. Javier nods, she doesn't want me witnessing her throw up, like It's something I haven't seen before. I exhale, I guess all I can do is wait.
Sitting in the dimly lit office, I rub my temples, trying to dispel the tension that had settled there. In a futile attempt to distract myself from Sienna being sick, I decided to focus on the other threat looming over our lives – King Vin Dresden. The bastard is still at large, and I can't afford to let my guard down.
I reach for the phone and dial the number for the Council, my fingers trembling with barely suppressed rage. “Connect me to Ridion,” I demand as soon as the call is answered.
“Xandros,” Ridion greeted me, his voice a steady balm that soothes some of my inner turmoil. “What can I do for you?”
“Ridion,” I began, my voice low and desperate, “Tell me you have news about Vin. Have you caught him yet?”
There is a brief silence on the other end, the kind that speaks volumes. I know what it means even before Ridion replies. “I'm afraid not, Xandros. We've been following leads, but he seems to be one step ahead of us.”
I slam my fist against the desk again, this time the wood groaning under the force of my anger. The image of Vin's smirking face fills my mind, taunting me, mocking my inability to protect Sienna from him.
“Damn it all!” I growl, frustration and fear clawing at my insides like rabid beasts.
“He's biding his time, Ridion. Have the scouts at his Kingdom mentioned anything?”
“Just that they are checking the old tunnel systems,”
“Believe me, Xandros, we have every possible resource out looking for him,” Ridion assures me, his voice firm and resolute, “we will find him, we won't let him near Sienna. But you need to take care of your mate right now. She needs you more than ever.”
His words struck a chord within me, and I realize just how true they are, yet Vin's threat that he left on the body of one guard lingers in the back of my mind.
“Keep me updated on Vin. What about Anita?”
“Unusually quiet, she knows something, but isn't speaking.”
“Of course she isn't.” I reply. There was a brief pause, and then Ridion adds softly, “Focus on your mate, I will ring as soon as I have any more information for you,”
His words linger in the air, and I hung up the phone.
Sienna
