When he arrived, a crowd of doctors and nurses had already gathered outside a closed door, their tense expressions and hurried movements sending a shiver down his spine. Something serious was happening, and Maxwell could feel it before he even knew the details.
"Let me through! Open the path, the medicines are here!"
The male nurse who had assisted Maxwell earlier came rushing over, and only then did Maxwell notice that it was the same nurse pushing the stainless steel cart. But there was no time to ask what was going on. The nurse looked frantic and worried as he hurriedly pushed the cart into the room.
When he looked up, he saw the sign above him — "Operating Room." There was also a notice on the door that read "In Use."
Only then did he realize where he was. Seeing everyone’s tense and anxious expressions, a dreadful feeling washed over him. His stomach sank as the realization hit. Earlier, he had felt relieved, believing Levi was finally safe.
He had let his body relax and allowed the exhaustion to take over, and somewhere along the way, he’d fallen asleep.
But what had happened while he was out?
And how long had he been asleep? It didn’t feel like much time had passed.
Now, Maxwell felt the soles of his feet growing colder and colder as he stared at the "Operating Room" sign above the door. He didn’t need to ask; he knew Levi was inside. The frantic movements of the staff only confirmed what he feared most: Levi’s condition was critical.
He wanted to barge in, to demand answers, but he knew that doing so might only distract the lead doctor and risk a mistake, a mistake that could hasten Levi’s death. So, Maxwell could only stand there, silent and pale, waiting with the others.
All his earlier exhaustion had vanished, replaced by a taut, unbearable tension. He felt like a bow drawn to its limit, the string threatening to snap at any moment, and when it did, he feared he wouldn’t be able to stop the arrow representing the events unfolding before him.
’God, Levi... please be okay,’ Maxwell prayed silently, his heart pounding wildly as he waited outside. Even his wolf, sensing the heavy tension in the air, quietly curled up in the corner of Maxwell’s mind and pretended to sleep, as if afraid that any sound might disturb Maxwell’s fragile calm.
「On Addison’s side」
"Addie... Addie! Wake up! You’re burning!" Zion jolted awake, startled by the searing heat radiating from beside him. It felt as though he had been thrown into a brazier. Addison was burning up, her body trembling as soft whimpers escaped her lips. Panic shot through him.
He didn’t understand what was happening. She had already been in pain the night before, and it only eased when he used their mate bond to help distract her. But now, the pain had returned, fiercer than before.
That could only mean one thing: something was terribly wrong with the Golden Hue Pack... and with her other mates, Maxwell and Levi.

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