Maria.
The healer moved quickly toward Davian and imdiately began examining him carefully.
The room remained completely silent during the process.
Even the quadruplets who had been arguing monts ago suddenly kept quiet as all attention stayed fixed on the healer’s every movent.
Davian himself remained unusually calm this ti.
For once, he wasn’t making unnecessary comnts or flashing those annoying smiles at .
Instead, he simply sat quietly against the bed while the healer checked his pulse and examined the blood stains near his lips.
I folded my arms beneath my chest while waiting impatiently for the healer to finally speak.
After what felt like forever, the old healer finally straightened slowly.
"He is getting better," the healer announced calmly.
The tension in the room eased slightly instantly.
"I never thought Lady Moon’s blood could be this effective..." he continued thoughtfully.
My brows furrowed faintly.
Again with my blood.
Honestly, the more they spoke about it, the more uncomfortable I beca.
"...however," the healer added after a slight pause, "there are still so residues of the poison remaining inside his body."
Imdiately, the atmosphere beca tense again.
"And it would be best," the healer continued carefully, "if he stays away from emotional stress at the mont."
The mont those words left his mouth, the quadruplets all turned to look at simultaneously.
My eyes widened slightly in disbelief.
What now?
Were they seriously trying to imply that I was the emotional stress?
The hell.
I instantly looked away from all of them in irritation before burying my face lightly against Noah’s chest instead.
At least Noah wasn’t completely insane.
His steady warmth cald slightly while I ignored the burning gazes aid in my direction.
After a while, I finally lifted my head again...only to realize the healer was already gone.
Apparently, he had quietly left the room during the awkward silence.
Honestly, good for him.
Because the tension inside the room only seed to worsen with every passing second.
"It’s getting late," Noah suddenly spoke up calmly, his voice imdiately drawing everyone’s attention toward him. "And I guess Alpha Davian can walk back to his room by himself now."
The aning behind his words was extrely obvious.
He wanted them out.
And honestly, I agreed completely.
But unfortunately, the quadruplets acted as though they hadn’t heard him at all, as not one of them moved.
Instead, the room remained awkwardly still.
Noah narrowed his eyes slightly and then surprisingly, Instead of repeating himself...he simply walked toward my bed calmly.
My breath caught faintly as he sat down comfortably before laying back against the pillows like he owned the place.
Then he lifted his hand toward casually.
"Baby," he called softly while motioning for to co closer. "Let’s sleep."
My cheeks heated slightly at the sudden nickna.
But before I could even react...
"You aren’t married yet, Noah." Adrien’s voice cut through the room imdiatelt, hiis tone sounded strained and sharp.
I turned toward him and imdiately noticed the way his fists were clenched tightly by his sides.
"You can’t sleep in the sa room as Maria," he continued firmly.
The air inside the room instantly grew heavier again.
Noah, however, looked completely unbothered. If anything, he looked amused.
I, myself almost scoffed at Adrien’s words instantly.
The irony behind them was simply unbelievable.
Because this was coming from the exact sa man who once ordered to sleep in his room every single night without caring about my opinion or feelings.
Hypocrisy.
Pure hypocrisy.
Yet now suddenly he wanted to act righteous?
Please.
"I am coming, my fish," I said audibly while deliberately ignoring the dark looks coming from the quadruplets.
The nickna slipped out smoothly as I climbed onto the bed beside Noah.
And the mont I settled properly...I threw myself directly into Noah’s arms.
Noah caught instantly without hesitation, his hands wrapping securely around my waist as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
The smug expression that appeared on his face afterward only made the quadruplets look even more irritated.
Honestly...I liked it very much.
anwhile, Davian attempted getting off the bed himself, but the mont his feet touched the ground, his body swayed dangerously.
He nearly staggered backward completely before Aidan quickly grabbed his arm to steady him.
"Careful," Aidan muttered imdiately.
Davian clicked his tongue softly in annoyance but allowed his brother to support him anyway.
"Maria..." Damien suddenly called out, his tone sounded restrained, almost pleading. "...this isn’t proper," he continued carefully. "At least wait until you are married before—"
"What is not proper," I cut him off sharply before he could finish speaking, "is the fact that you are all still inside my room."
My voice rose slightly this ti.
The frustration I had been suppressing finally started surfacing again.
Honestly, their shalessness knew no limits.
"Aren’t husband and wife supposed to be given a little privacy?" I added firmly while tightening my hold slightly around Noah.
The room instantly beca silent afterward and before I turned back toward Noah...I caught the expressions on each of the quadruplets’ faces.
Dread.
Real dread.
It lingered visibly inside their eyes as they stared at us together on the bed.
And strangely, that sight satisfied deeply.
For once, they looked like they finally understood that they could actually lose completely.... actually, they already did.
And honestly, I was loving every second of it.
"If Noah is staying here with you tonight," Adrien suddenly declared firmly, "then so are we."
Before anyone could react, he walked toward the floor beside the bed and sat down imdiately.
My eyes widened slightly in disbelief.
Seriously?
"You will do no such thing," I said instantly.
But apparently, my words ant absolutely nothing to them.
Because imdiately after Adrien sat down...the rest of the quadruplets followed his example without hesitation.
Aidan lowered himself onto the floor beside the wall while Damien sat close to the foot of the bed.
Even Davian, despite still looking weak and pale, slowly forced himself down onto the floor with stubborn determination written all over his face.
I stared at them completely speechless.
No way.
Were they truly planning to spend the entire night here?
Inside my room?
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