CHAPTER 4

Brad came down from his horse and helped the young female wolf. She had stopped bleeding but was still too weak. He brought her down and carried her into the palace.

Cage had already left with Desi. He took her inside as the guards ran to the healer's home to call on him. They prepared a room for the mother and daughter while they waited.

The healer rushes into the room, thinking something had gone wrong with one of the twins. He was surprised when he saw them hovering around two girls.

"Your Majesties!" He yelled as he entered, calling their attention to his presence. They glanced at the door and saw him.

"Come on, she's dying!" Brad waves him over. The healer sighs in relief when he sees both of them strong without any injuries. He walked towards the bed and saw the ghastly injury on the young woman.

He quickly dropped his things on the ground, opened his medical kit and started working on cleaning the injury so it doesn't get infected. The healing process was too slow, he noticed.

He covers the injury with a soft cloth to fasten the healing process. He raised his head to the two pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly.

"She isn't Lycan, Your Majesty?" They glanced at each other.

"No, she is a werewolf we rescued from the hands of some hunters," Brad explained.

"Check on the child, John," Cage ordered, not interested in explaining anything. John moves over to the child and places two fingers on Desi's neck, checking her vitals.

"She'll be alright, just a little weak. I'll get a syrup for her to drink before the night is over," he tells them as he stands up.

"What about the mother? Will she be alright?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'll come to check on her again in the morning," he picked up his kit and turned to leave. He was shocked they had saved a werewolf willingly. Everyone knew Cage hated them. They all did. He walked out still surprised.

"You should have slowed down a bit. I'm sure the little girl must have gotten hungry again and too weak to tell you," Brad cautioned his brother. Cage folded his arms together on his chest.

"It didn't matter. I'm sure she will thank me for not stopping," he said, making Brad roll his eyes. "Every second we wasted would have killed her mother."

"She would not have died, Cage. It was only a matter of time before we got here. Look at her," he pointed at Desi. "Her tiny arms are bright red from holding tightly onto the reins of your horse. She must have been scared too."

Cage stared at the little girl's hands as a pang of guilt hit him. "Well, it doesn't matter anymore. We arrived on time," he murmured.

Brad frowned at his brother's lack of feelings. He knew Cage wasn't fond of werewolves and wasn't happy they had brought one home. He didn't know why but he had the urge to protect both mother and daughter.

"I haven't seen Ted and Alexis. They should be here by now," Cage said. As if they had been summoned by Cage's words, they knocked on the door of the room, opened it, and walked inside.

"Your Majesty," they bowed to the twins.

"I expected you both to be in the palace when we got here," Cage said to them, acknowledging their presence. They raised their heads but didn't look directly at their Kings.

"I had to take care of my daughter, Your Majesty and Ted volunteered to join me. We were not expecting you tonight," Alexis answered. Cage parted his lips to speak but Brad cuts in before he could say another word.

"And how is your daughter?" Brad asked.

"She is alright, thank you, Your Majesty."

Cage frowned at his brother, shaking his head. He had a sharp tongue and was ready to use it when necessary. Brad shook his head. Ted and Alexis were their friends before they became their subordinates. It wasn't nice to treat them harshly.

Ted glanced at the bed and saw the mother and child. His eyes widened in surprise and Cage caught his expression.

"Yes, she is a werewolf," he answered before Ted could ask them the question that was at the tip of his lips.

"Werewolf? How did she get here? And why?" He asked as he walked closer to the other side of the bed. With Alexis following behind him.

"We brought her here. Brad here saved their lives," Cage answered and sat down on the chair beside the bed. He was not pleased with the outcome though. Saving their lives was more than enough mercy.

"Oh, and you don't know where they come from?" Alexis asked as she held Desi's hands. Her palm was bright red and very tender. A little piece of paper could make a big cut on it due to how soft it was.

"No, they were deep in the woods. I'm pretty sure they did not know where they were, else they would not have been there," Brad said. He was glad to have saved them. They both were, his beast and him.

"So what happens now?" Ted inquired knowing that the presence of werewolves was not fully accepted in their kingdom.

"We'll wait for the mother to wake up and then know about her origin. We'll send them back to their pack once she heals completely," Brad explained.

Cage glanced at the woman lying on the bed, curiously. He couldn't get the sight of the marks he had seen on her body out of his head. But he was sure she would not like to go back to where she came from.

"It seemed to me like they were running away," he told them. "They had their belongings with them on the horse. I don't think she would want to go back to her pack."

"But they can't stay here. Werewolves are not accepted here," Alexis frowned.

I know that, Alexis."

"It doesn't matter. They'll have to leave once she heals," Brad insisted. Cage glanced at his brother wondering what was running through his head.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"We have some information about the whereabouts of the gems. Let's leave the room to give them some space to rest," Brad suggested and turned to walk away from the room. Ted and Alexis joined him and left the room.

Cage stood up from the chair, turning to leave but a hand stopped him. He glanced at the hand holding his trousers.

"Thank you," she whispered before letting go of him. He glanced at her but she was still asleep. She must have been dreaming.

"Cage?" Brad called out from the door. Cage turned around and walked out, not thinking about the female wolf's words.

"Let's go," he murmured.