The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 She’s Dying

"She’s dying," the healer said grimly as he placed his glowing hands over Addison’s chest, channeling his energy. "Her heart’s under extreme strain. She’s lost too much blood—it’s barely managing to pump what little remains through her body."

The Royal Doctor immediately took charge, barking orders to the other medical staff in the ward.

"Go! Check her blood type—we need a transfusion immediately! Her wolf isn’t responding, and she’s not healing fast enough. Her body isn’t generating blood quickly, and if this continues, she’ll go into cardiac arrest!"

Only then did the others grasp the severity of Addison’s condition.

As the Royal Healer began working to stabilize her, the doctor swiftly moved on to assess the rest of her injuries."My God... this child," he murmured. "How has she even survived until now? Multiple fractures, and these gaping wounds on her back—were these caused by silver whipping?"

"Who could be so heartless as to subject this girl to such brutal torture?!" the Royal Doctor exclaimed as he continued examining Addison.

His chest tightened with anguish at the sight of her. She looked so fragile, so helpless—it was hard to imagine she could have done anything to deserve this level of cruelty. Nothing about her appearance suggested she was capable of any evil that might warrant such punishment.

"Old man, hurry! Heal her injuries as quickly as you can!" the Royal Doctor urged the healer urgently.

"I’m doing my best, so be quiet—I can’t focus with you shouting," the healer snapped, eyes locked on Addison as his hands worked tirelessly.

By the time the medical staff had taken Addison’s blood sample for testing, the healer finally spoke again, his voice low and grave.

"This isn’t working. We need the Saintess’s help. The wounds on her back aren’t healing—there’s silver residue embedded in her skin. That’s why her body’s rejecting the healing. Even my abilities aren’t enough to treat this properly."

"Even if I succeed in healing her, the scars left behind will be deep... and permanent."

The Royal Healer’s expression darkened, shadowed by worry.

"Tsk... The Saintess lives in the Sacred Land, far from here. We’d have to send a formal request just to be considered," the Royal Doctor muttered bitterly as he carefully tended to Addison’s broken arm.

"Do you think summoning the Saintess is that simple? Even the royal family struggles to gain her audience. For people like us, so far down the hierarchy... it’s nearly impossible."

He gently realigned her fractured arm. Addison flinched, her nose scrunching and her brow furrowing in pain—but she didn’t even cry out. Maybe the pain had already pushed her beyond the point of screaming.

Everyone watching felt their hearts ache for her.

"Sir! We got the results, but..."

The medical staff member hesitated, glancing nervously between the Royal Healer and the Royal Doctor. His gaze then drifted to Addison’s face, clearly troubled by what he had discovered.

"But what?" the Royal Doctor snapped, his patience wearing thin.

The word princess sent another wave of shock through the room. Everyone’s eyes shifted to Addison once more, now with growing uncertainty and awe. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

Yet Elric had called her princess—and now, that word clung to their thoughts like a spell, reshaping their very thoughts.

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