A Few Mont ago....
Kaito stared at the results, his voice shaky because he did not know what to say. "I am a science student, but I do not do dicals, rember?" he said, rubbing the back of his neck as if that could push the strange news away.
Dr. Dave sank into his chair and sighed, folding the file on his lap. "I forget sotis, since I am used to Taros," he said quietly. He wanted to talk this through with Kaito before they told anyone else.
"Tell straight. What is wrong? Is she sick?" Kaito asked, though his heart was already racing.
"No, she is not sick," Dave replied, keeping his voice low. "Her blood cells are not like ours. There are proteins that help heal and slow aging. They are powerful."
Kaito felt the world tilt. He rembered Mr. Slade’s words from yesterday, how Angela’s blood could make soone live forever. The thought made his stomach twist. He could not stand the idea of anyone using her, hurting her, or treating her like a thing. He swallowed hard and decided then to carry the secret alone for as long as it took.
"Does she know?" Dave asked, closing the file as if that could close the worry between them.
"No," Kaito said, looking down. "Not yet. We already have too much going on, and I have to be careful. No one on the board is to be trusted including your aunt. I cannot risk Angel’s life."
Dave nodded slowly, a shadow of concern passing over his face. "I have never seen anything like this," he admitted. Then, with a small, tired smile, he added, "I do not want to get wrapped up in all of this, so I will keep quiet and pretend I know nothing."
Kaito rose and his hand curled into a fist by his side. "You better do," he said, the heat in his voice more warning than a joke. "I will protect my mate with everything I have."
They stood together for a mont, the hospital room heavy with things unsaid, then walked toward Angela’s door. Dave glanced at him and tried to lighten the air. "You don’t have to kill , Kaito. Your secret is safe with ."
*****
Angela’s hands trembled as she wiped at her eyes. "I am listening. Tell , am I sick?" Her voice broke as the tears welled. The look on the doctor’s face only made her heart pound harder. "Co on, say it."
"You are not sick. Can you stay calm?" Dr. Dave asked gently.
"I am calm," she said, though her breath was shaky. She forced herself to breathe in and out. "I am waiting."
"You need rest, Angela. You have been under too much stress," the doctor explained softly. "I am putting you on bed rest for two days."
"What?" Her eyes widened. Two days felt like forever when she had so much waiting for her. "Why not four hours?"
"I was thinking a week," Renn cut in, standing beside her and rubbing the back of her neck in comfort. "It will do you better."
Angela shook her head quickly. "N-no..."
"You need it and we will make sure of that," Kaito said firmly, leaving no room for argunt.
She looked between them, desperate. "Can I start a day after tomorrow?"
"Hell no. Let’s go, dear," Renn said as he carrying her into his arms without warning. His grip was firm yet gentle, his warmth wrapping around her. "You are discharged."
"I was not admitted in the first place," Angela muttered, though her resistance faded as she leaned against his chest. Sothing about being held by him softened her. "Can you call Hiro to co see ?"
"Sure, princess," he answered softly.
The drive to the west house was quicker than she thought. When they arrived, they carried her upstairs and tucked her into bed, refusing to let her move around. The alphas kept coming and going, making sure she was comfortable, bringing food, checking her blankets, adjusting the pillows. Angela felt spoiled. If she had known they would treat her like this, she would have fallen sick long ago just to feel their care.
"Hi, do you need anything else?" Hiro asked, stepping closer. She was alone with him and Stales now, and it felt like the right mont to talk about what weighed on her mind.
"Yes... no." She looked away.
Hiro chuckled and sat down beside her. "Don’t tell you want to claim you now?"
"Not now... not this mont," Angela admitted without sha. "But I want it, later. We need to agree on that. I am your mate. Do you want to end up alone, a lone wolf? I can’t stand that thought."
Hiro didn’t answer right away. His silence was heavy, but his eyes told her everything.
"Sothing is going on with you," he finally said, his tone serious. "Tell . You look happy, but deep down you’re worried."
"You know too well," she whispered, slipping her hand into his palm. He nodded, waiting for her to continue.
"Should I leave?" Stales asked, already halfway to the door.
"No," Angela stopped him. "I need both of you here. Your heads are better than mine right now."
"Alright, you’re serious," Stales sighed, moving closer to the bed.
Angela told them everything about the dream she had. Both of them listened, shocked by what she described. She turned her neck, showing them the faint marks where the needle had pierced her skin. "I still feel the pain, even though I woke up. It was too real."
"You said Alex apologized to you?" Hiro asked, his brows furrowed.
"Yes. Sothing about Eliza, but I don’t fully understand," she answered.
Hiro leaned forward. "Angela, I don’t think that was just a dream. You lived it. That pain, that fear... you carried it back with you."
"It’s strange," Stales muttered, troubled. "I have an assignnt coming, and I already asked Alex to help with it. We planned to do it the day after tomorrow. Thats why, we didn’t accompany you in the library in your dream."
"Exactly. And Xavier bleached his hair," Angela added, recalling another detail.
"I overheard him admiring Taros’s white hair while we standing closed to the pool," Stales said, pausing to exchange a look with Hiro.
Hiro stood and exhaled, the weight of realization in his eyes. "Angela... you didn’t dream. You went into the future. You can see it before it happens." His voice dropped lower. "That’s your gift. That’s your power."
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