Chapter 656
Amelie carefully arranged the fresh blooms in the vase of the hospital room. She turned her gaze toward her parents; David and Samyra looked as if they had aged a decade in a single night.
“Flora will wake up soon,” Amelie said, though her own voice sounded small in the quiet room.
“There is no sign of it so far,” David muttered, his hand trembling slightly as he rubbed his forehead. “The healers say her spirit is… Unreachable p>
“You should have headed back to the palace, Amelie,” Samyra added, her eyes red-rimmed from weeping. “Noah shouldn’t be alone during all this chaos p>
“Gabriel went to him,” Amelie assured her, stepping closer to the bed where Flora lay perfectly still. “Flora will be airlifted shortly. Her reports are already being shared with the top doctors and healers in the capital. We are doing everything possible p>
She reached out and squeezed her mother’s hand, clinging to the hope that Flora would wake up soon.
The door of the room slid open, and Zander stepped in.
“The arrangements are done. The transport has arrived to airlift Flora,” he informed them, his strides quick as he moved toward the bed.
David and Samyra stood immediately, their faces pale with anxiety as a team of four medical personnel entered with a specialized stretcher. A lead doctor and nurse followed, quickly checking Flora’s vitals one last time before she was carefully transferred.
Within minutes, the family and the medical team were settled into two helicopters, lifting off into the sky and heading straight for the capital.
Two hours later, the skyline of the capital came into view. The helicopters touched down on the helipad of the city’s most advanced medical facility. Flora was swiftly moved into the VIP ward, where a team of elite doctors and healers stood waiting alongside Casaio.
“Will our daughter wake up?” David asked, his voice cracking as he looked at the specialists gathered around his daughter’s silent form.
“We have thoroughly reviewed the reports sent ahead this morning,” the lead healer explained, gesturing toward the monitors. “The physical markers are improving. However, much of this depends on the patient’s own willpower. She is an Alpha she-wolf; her spirit is naturally resilient. I am confident she can overcome the trauma she is currently battling within her mind p>
“And now, you all must wait outside,” the healer added firmly, gesturing toward the hallway.
Amelie gently guided her parents out of the ward, but Zander lingered for a final moment. He looked at Flora’s pale, motionless face and focused his mind, pushing a desperate link through the mental fog surrounding her.
’Just return to us. Don’t stay alone there p>
As expected, there was only silence; Flora didn’t respond. Casaio stepped forward, placing a warm hand on Zander’s back to lead him toward the exit.
“The doctors and healers are genuinely positive that Flora will make it,” Casaio said once they were in the corridor. “My mother and father were here earlier to oversee the preparations. They are monitoring everything personally. Mom even mentioned a legendary healer who resides abroad; they are trying to contact her now. It is said she possesses miraculous powers p>
The news brought a visible wave of relief to David, Samyra, and Zander.
“That means a lot, Your Highness,” David said, bowing his head in deep gratitude.
“Please, there is no need for that,” Casaio stated with a soft smile. “Gabriel actually spoke to our parents this morning, asking if they knew of any healers with such exceptional abilities. He was adamant that he didn’t want his in-laws to suffer any further p>
Casaio watched their expressions closely, hoping his words would mend the rift. He wanted them to understand that despite Gabriel’s sharp tongue and the grudges he held, his loyalty to Amelie meant he would move heaven and earth for her family.
“Amelie, I’ll take you back to the palace. Noah has been crying since morning,” Casaio suggested gently. “Gabriel didn’t wish to disturb you given the circumstances, but I think you should be with your son now. In fact, I would advise all of you to come with me. You need to freshen up and eat. My Beta, Estelle, will stay here to oversee everything and alert us to any changes p>
Amelie looked at her parents and Zander. “Let’s go to the palace together,” she urged them.
“I… I will stay here,” Zander said. “You three should go. Since last night, neither of you has rested properly.” He looked pointedly at Samyra and David, whose exhaustion was written in the deep lines of their faces.
After a moment of hesitation, the parents nodded, realizing they would be of no use to Flora if they collapsed from fatigue. They agreed to head to the palace with Amelie and Casaio, leaving Zander in the hospital corridor.
As the others disappeared from his sight, Zander slumped onto the chair outside the room, clasping his hands together so tightly his knuckles turned white.
A while later, he sensed someone approaching. He tilted his head and saw a woman walking toward him with two steaming paper cups in her hands.
“I’m Estelle. Here.” She held out one of the coffee cups to Zander.
“Thank you,” Zander murmured, taking the warmth between his palms. Estelle sat down in the chair across from him.
“I’ve seen many cases where patients refuse to wake up,” Estelle began, her voice steady and grounded. Zander paused, lowering the cup after taking a single sip. “Before becoming Prince Casaio’s Beta, I was in the Shadow Unit. I served in the border areas where the conflict was constant. Several of my comrades, after being gravely injured in those missions, would slip into comas exactly like this. And they would wake up,” she explained, her gaze meeting his.
“Thank you for the encouragement,” Zander, and tossed the empty cup into a bin in the corner.
Returning to his seat, he looked at her with curiosity. “I hadn’t heard of many Betas serving in the Shadow Unit. I thought it was almost exclusively for those with higher Alpha concentrations p>
“I passed every trial required to be there,” Estelle replied with pride in her eyes. “It was my dream to join the elite, and I didn’t let my rank stop me. Strength isn’t always about blood; it’s about discipline p>
“That’s remarkable,” Zander answered, genuinely impressed by the woman sitting before him.
“Karmen, you arrived late,” Estelle suddenly said, rising to her feet.
Zander followed her gaze toward the end of the corridor. Gabriel’s beta approached them and stopped.
“I was stuck with Prince Gabriel. Noah was throwing tantrums since his mother left,” Karmen replied, adjusting his collar. “Did the treatment begin? What did the healers say p>
“They are positive about Flora regaining consciousness,” Zander answered, holding the envelope tight.
“That’s good to hear,” Karmen stated, though his expression remained guarded.
“Carlos couldn’t do anything about this?” Estelle arched an eyebrow in bewilderment. “I’ve always heard that sorcerers can make the impossible possible. Can’t he just reach into her mind and pull her back p>
“They can’t solve everything, Estelle,” Karmen answered. “Magic has its limits, especially when it comes to the soul. Waking from a coma is entirely dependent on the willpower of the person. Flora needs to mentally break through whatever trauma she’s trapped in. The healers will provide the bridge, but she has to be the one to cross it p>