Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 338

I saw how worried she was.

III take care of Blaine. Don't worry about it. I'm already putting things in place." I crossed back to her and

brushed a thumb across

her cheek.

"Soon," I promised, "he won't be a problem anymore."

Her shoulders sagged just a little, but she nodded.

"Don't forget, baby..." I saids I backed toward the door. "Stay in the house, okay?"

As soon as I stepped into the hospital, the first person I went to see was the doctor. He told me that there

was no improvement in Norlan's condition yet."

That was all he said. He didn't sound hopeful or anything.

No encouragement? No "we're trying this, or there's still hope"?

Just that?

And I was meant to hold onto it?

Fuck.

When I reached Norlan's room, I paused outside the door. My hand hovered over the handle.

His mother was here.

She was sitting by his bedside with her fingers wrapped around his limp hand, her head bowed, as she cried quietly.

I felt guilty. This was all my fault. What the hell would I tell Freya?

I pushed the door open as gently as I could, and Freya immediately turned to see who it was.

"My Norlan..." she whispered, stumbling toward me, "I don't want to lose him, Kester..." My presence se

She wrapped her arms around my waist, sobbing into my chest.

Mrs. Freya still looked really young despite her age. One would think she was only in her mid-thirties.

! to intensify her grief.

I held her tightly, placing one hand at the small of her back, with the other cradling the back of her head as I whispered into her hair.

"Norlan will be fine," I said, forcing my voice not to shake. "He's a fighter, Freya. He'll come back to us."

told me

the sight of him hit

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how worried she

I'm already putting things in place." I crossed back to her

her cheek.

promised, "he won't be a

just a little, but she

forget, baby..." I said as I backed

I went to see was the doctor. He

in Norlan's condition

He didn't sound hopeful or

"we're trying this, or

Just that?

was meant to

Fuck.

paused outside the door. My hand

His mother was here.

bedside with her fingers wrapped around his limp hand,

my fault. What the

pushed the door open as gently as I could, and Freya

she whispered, stumbling toward me, "I don't want to

around my waist,

still looked really young despite her age. One would think she was only in

her tightly, placing one hand at the small of her back, with the

hair.

I said, forcing my voice not to shake. "He's

if a voice at the back of my mind told me otherwise. Because right now, she needed something. And I had

the sight of

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were tubes, wires, and

and Tris lips looked almost

didn't look

blinked them away quickly. Freya didn't need to see that. She was barely holding on

down my face and forced myself to

the next two

flicking from the monitors to his

Maybe we'd see his fingers

open.

rang, shattering

heart jumped into my throat when

screen.

Shit.

muttering an apology to Freya, and slipped