Chapter 109 ~ Blood transfusion

ALEX

"I... I thought he was with Athena," she says, her voice cracking. "He said he wanted to show her something. I assumed he'd gone to her. He always runs off to her and he's always fine so I thought he was fine!"

Her words slam into me like a freight train.

I turn sharply, my eyes narrowing. "So you just let him go? You didn't follow him?"

"We were all getting ready for the cake," she cries, "Everyone was there. He disappeared so fast, and it wasn't until we were calling everyone to come back that we noticed him and Athena were still missing.

We called Athena, but she hadn't seen him. Then we started looking... God, Alex, we found him lying in the snow near the trees. He must've fallen, oh my God."

Her voice is a sob now, but it doesn't reach me. I'm too far gone.

"You should've called me immediately!" I roar, my nose flaring. "You waited? You waited until now to tell me my son was unconscious and freezing in the goddamn snow?!"

"Alex, please-"

"No!" I snap, my eyes searching for Leah, who is hiding behind her friends like it might keep me from unraveling.

"He's three. Fucking three! And you all let him wander off? You assumed he was with someone else and went back to blowing out candles?"

I don't wait for her answer.

I turn and storm down the hallway toward the emergency wing, shoving past a nurse when she tries to stop me.

They can throw me out after I see him.

After I know he's okay.

Because if he's not?

something happens

Again?

to think about that kind of pain

the tests are saying." Ian says behind me as he

be okay, son." Dad says

tied in a messy bun showing she was about to get in bed when she rushed

she rush

angry voice pulls me

her pass, Leah!"

flinch at Leah's sharp tone. She doesn't even look at her. Her eyes are locked on me,

heard what happened. I came as fast as I could," she says breathlessly from what I assume was

are rimmed red, like she's been

I don't say anything.

I can't.

one terrifying second, my mind flashes back to

Another hospital.

stole

that tastes like smoke

at her, trying to figure out if I

doors open and the doctor

"Are you family?"

son," I say,

gestures

monitoring him closely. He was severely hypothermic, and there's

news is that we have no blood that matches his blood type because of how extremely rare it is. We have called for quick help but since you're so many here, we can test you and see

I nod in understanding.

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