<h4>Chapter 413: Chapter 413 Checking Levi</h4>


    After hearing the summary of what had happened, both Maxwell and Levi fell into deep contemtion. Then, almost at the same time, their eyes drifted to Levi’s current state, hisplexion was healthy, his breathing steady.


    He didn’t look like someone who had been on the brink of death not long ago. If anything, he appeared far too stable for the level of concern the doctors had shown earlier.


    Maxwell couldn’t help but feel that the doctors might have exaggerated the situation, perhaps to lower everyone’s expectations or to prevent them from panicking. But then again... he hadn’t actually seen Levi after the surgery.


    When he had volunteered to donate blood, he had beenpletely drained from the fight, and giving that much blood had pushed his body to the limit. He had fallen asleep midway through the transfusion in the operating room, too exhausted to stay awake.


    Because of that, he had missed everything that happened afterward; he hadn’t seen Levi’s condition post-operation, nor the string of events that followed.


    All he had to rely on was what the medical team had initially told him: that if they managed to give Levi more than 2,00 of blood, his condition would stabilize and he would survive.


    So when Maxwell heard Zion exin that Levi’s condition had actually been far moreplicated than they initially believed, his expression tightened. He could tell Zion was holding back details, only giving a brief, simplified outline of what had happened just to bring him and Levi up to speed.


    That alone was enough for Maxwell to realize he had severely underestimated the situation.


    If the <i>summary</i> was already this rming, then the full story was surely much worse. The thought made him fall into even deeper contemtion.


    "If what you’re saying is true, then what does it have to do with Addison’s condition? And what do you mean she was in pain?" Maxwell asked, his brows knitting tightly together as he sat on the edge of the bed.


    He held Addison’s hand gently, but the moment he felt how cold it was, a chill speared through his own chest; it felt sharp, lingering, and almost suffocating. It felt as if needles were pricking straight into his heart, and the ache wouldn’t let go.


    Hearing Maxwell’s question, Zion’s mind involuntarily shed back tost night, <strong>to the things he and Addison had done, </strong>and he immediately pressed a fist to his mouth, clearing his throat hard before steering the topic on track.


    "Early this morning, I woke up to Addison burning with fever and writhing in pain," he said, his voice low. "She was hurtingst night, too. I felt a bit of it, just a brief sting, but it was nowhere near what she was going through, but enough for me to know something was terribly wrong."


    He exhaled slowly, frustration tightening his jaw.


    "Because our mate-bond is... unusual, I suspected it might be connected to whatever happened to the two of you. Even though neither of us has marked her yet, the bond is strong enough that she can feel your pain."


    "So I rushed back with her strapped to my back. Alpha Hue exined the situation, and luckily, we made it just in time before things could spiral even further."


    Zion’s brows furrowed as he continued, "And the moment Levi stabilized, Addison’s condition suddenly improved, right in front of me. When she woke up, she immediately asked to see him. I think she came to the same conclusion I did."


    His expression then darkened.


    "I left her for a moment to talk to the doctors. When I came back... she was already unconscious on the floor inside the ICU. Meaning she managed to get inside on her own. But why she copsed again, or how she ended up in this state, I’m just as clueless as the two of you."


    He clenched his fists, the helplessness in his voice unmistakable.


    Then, as if something clicked in his memory, Zion continued, "There’s one more thing, though. Before I reached the ICU, I saw a blinding sh of lighting from the ss window. It was so bright it stunned me for a second, but when I looked again, there was nothing. That’s the only clue I have."


    He let out a weary sigh.


    "So for now... we can only wait for Addison to wake up. She’s the only one who knows what really happened."


    Zion gently cupped Addison’s small face in his palm. Her skin was soft, but <strong>ice-cold</strong>, and the chill of it seeped into him, tightening his chest with fear.


    None of them believed Addison had passed out because of Levi again. From what they saw, and from what Zion had exined, it didn’t seem like that was the case. Levi looked perfectly fine now.


    Or maybe...


    Both Zion and Maxwell nced at Levi again. Just seeing him sitting there, healthy and steady, made their suspicion quietly rise. But neither of them said a word. Instead, they settled near the bedside and waited for Addison to wake up.


    Hours passed. Still no change in Addison’s condition.


    By the time the doctors finished their long, stressful meeting and came to check on Levi, they were met with a scene that made all of them freeze at the ss window. Their eyes widened.


    Inside the ICU, Levi was sitting at the edge of the bed, gently holding the princess’s hand. Addisony pale and motionless, while her two other fated mates sat anxiously around them, worry etched into every line of their bodies.


    The doctors were not only baffled, they were stunned. None of them knew where to even begin. Should they feel relieved that the patient they had been worrying about had suddenly recovered?


    Or should they be concerned that this looked ufortably close to a misdiagnosis?


    But one thing was certain: Levi was fine now. And they needed to see for themselves what had happened.


    One of the older doctors was the first to snap out of the shock. He carefully opened the door, mindful not to disturb Addison’s sleep, especially since she clearly didn’t look well.


    Not for a second did he consider that Levi’s sudden recovery might have anything to do with Addison. Their world was filled with too many unexined phenomena and miracles. If they tried to guess the cause of every one of them, they would never get it right. For now, they just needed to examine Levi’s condition directly.


    "Excuse me, Alphas... Beta." The doctor spoke quietly, yet his tone remained clear and firm. "I came to ask if we could borrow Beta Levi for a moment to run some tests on his condition."


    Only then did Zion, Maxwell, and even Levi remember that they still needed to have Levi thoroughly examined. It was the only way to confirm whether he had truly recovered.


    Maxwell and Zion both nced at Levi, their eyes silently urging him to go and to update them once the tests were done. After Levi left with the doctor, Maxwell and Zion exchanged a brief look, then Zion quietlyy down beside Addison, pulling her gently into his arms. His body still felt weak, and staying close to her might help them both recover faster.


    Maxwell followed suit. He had only just woken up after sleeping for a long time, but seeing Addison so pale and fragile stirred a deep worry in him. He settled on her other side, hoping his presence could do something, anything, to ease her condition.


    The moment hey down, though, her familiar,forting scent washed over him, and drowsiness crept in until he drifted off as well.


    The three of them slept there together, while Levi was led into another room. The doctor instructed him to remove his shirt, and the moment he did, the entire medical team froze in shock. His wounds were gone,pletely. Not only healed, but without even a trace of a scar. His body looked exactly as it had before the silver dagger ever touched him.


    "How... is this even possible?" the lead doctor breathed, pressing his fingers gently against Levi’s newly healed skin as though expecting the wound to reappear under his touch.


    The medical team rushed to run every test avable, cing Levi inside one machine after another. When the results finally loaded, the room fell into stunned silence.


    The wolfsbane poison in his bloodstream, gone.


    Every trace of silver, gone.


    It was as if Levi’s body had turned back time to a state <i>before</i> the injury ever happened.


    All the doctors exchanged nces, each silently asking the same question in the other’s eyes. Seeing Levipletely fine, they could hardly believe it.


    If it weren’t for the fact that Levi himself cooperated to slice open the area of his previous wound to check whether the dissolvable threads were still there, now that his wolf had awakened, they might never have believed he was the same person they had operated on earlier.


    Sure enough, when the wound was opened, the dissolvable threads were still intact. Only then did the doctors ept the truth that Levi hadn’t simply reverted to his pre-injury state; he had been fully and miraculously healed.