<h4>Chapter 196: Jealous.</h4>


    "You can’t distract Taros if you must stay or else..." Hiro started, but Taros’ sharp gaze cut him off. He sighed and gave in. "Fine. We will keep lying to her. She is never going to understand."


    "Understand what? Can you all exin to me what is going to happen?" Ang’s voice shook as her eyes darted from one face to another. No one wanted to answer her, except Hiro.


    "If things don’t go well, Kaito might never wake up," Hiro finally said. He kept the darker truth to himself, that they could all die in the process. "If you want to stay, you have to know the risks."


    Ang’s hands flew to her lips as the weight of his words sank in. She knew too well what it meant to lose a mate, and she could not allow such a fate. "Better do your best, Taros. I can’t afford to lose him, or you. I would lose my mind."


    Taros only nodded. He waited until she sat down before he began. Ang’s eyes followed every move he made, her lips moving in silent prayer. Her hands trembled in herp and fear pressed down on her chest. Maybe the boys were right. Maybe she should not be here.


    "Kaito, can you hear me, bro?" Taros whispered close to his ear. There was no response.


    Ang’s voice broke the silence. "He was mumbling a name."


    "Who?" Taros asked.


    "Some Kaine." Ang rolled her eyes and looked away. She hated herself for being jealous in such a moment, but it was not the first time she had heard Kaito call that name in his sleep.


    "Who the hell is Kaine?" Hiro chuckled, stretching his arm along the couch so she could lean against it. "Kaito isn’t a womanizer. Sure, he flirts and has fun sometimes but—"


    "Well done, Hiro," Ang cut in with a weak smile that quickly turned into a frown. "You are really helping me here."


    "Sorry, dear," Hiro said softly as he pulled her into his arms. Ang was surprised at how clingy he was being tonight. She loved thefort he gave without her asking, it was unlike him. "I just want you to understand, maybe she was someone from the past, nothing serious."


    "Don’t say that. If it wasn’t serious, he wouldn’t keep calling her name," Ang whispered, tears blurring her eyes. "Do you think she is his girlfriend?"


    "I am not dealing with your jealousy right now," Renn said firmly, turning his attention back to Taros. "Any progress?"


    Taros shook his head, sorrow clouding his face. "He isn’t hearing me. I’ll just go ahead with it." His chest ached as he looked at Kaito. No matter how many times he had seen his brother like this, the pain never dulled. Each time felt worse than thest.


    Ang watched as Taros ced both his palms on Kaito’s body. She saw the way his jaw tightened, his teeth clenched, and the veins in his arms stood out while his muscles strained. His eyes were shut, his whole being focused. She could feel a strange force pressing between the two brothers, yet Kaitoy still, lifeless, as if nothing at all was happening.


    She understood why it had to be Taros. Of all of them, he was the only one who could endure this, the only one strong enough to carry both his own pain and another’s. If anyone could pull Kaito back, it was him. But in her heart, Ang could not help but wonder if there was truly a cure for this or if they were only breaking themselves apart for nothing.


    Her lips pressed tightly together. She dared not speak, afraid that even a single word would break Taros’ concentration. But then Kaito’s body began to tremble violently, and Taros shook along with him. Ang’s heart leapt into her throat. She wanted to scream. Was this part of the process, or were they both slipping away right in front of her eyes? It looked unbearable, cruel, and filled with pain.


    Even though her bond with Kaito was not as strong as Renn’s, she could feel the raw pain that passed between the brothers. She could feel it in her own chest as if it was her heart tearing open. When she caught the troubled look Renn threw at Hiro, her knees weakened and she rose quickly to her feet.


    "I knew something was wrong," she muttered, biting her lip so hard it nearly bled. She had promised herself she would stay calm, but the sight of Kaito suffering broke her resolve. Her voice cracked as she whispered, "Somebody stop them, please."


    Renn shook his head, his expression grim. "How do we stop this? It is already too much for Taros. He might not survive it himself."


    "I will reach him," Hiro said, shutting his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed as though he was trying to push his way into Taros’ mind.


    Ang could hardly breathe as she paced the room, her hands clutched together. She prayed to the moon goddess for something, anything to work...for once. Maybe a miracle.


    Then, with a sudden movement, Taros broke away from Kaito’s body, stumbling back. Ang gasped when she saw sparks ripple across him, the power he had taken in still burning through his skin.


    She rushed forward but Taros raised his hand, stopping her. Without a word, he turned and walked into the bathroom, Renn following close behind.


    The silence was heavy, and every second felt like an hour. When they returned, Taros looked steadier, though his face still showed exhaustion. Ang ran toward him, desperation written all over her.


    "How do you feel? How is Kaito? Will he get better?" she asked quickly, her voice trembling.


    Taros wiped his damp hands with a towel before answering. "He will, but there’s a chance this will happen again. His powers are fighting against his body. It happens when his emotions get tangled. You know what today has been like for all of us."


    Ang swallowed hard and nodded, her hand rubbing nervously at her neck. "Then what is the cure?"


    "Same old story," Hiro said quietly. "Intimacy with you, his mate."


    Ang froze, stunned by his words. Why did everything always fall back to her? Was this some cruel joke from the moon goddess? Still, for Kaito’s sake, she would do anything. She looked at the man she loved lying there, unconscious, and whispered, "But he isn’t awake. How can that work?"


    "We are here," Hiro said with a small smile, his tone light though his eyes were serious. He tilted his head toward Kael. "Wait outside. Your Luna needs her privacy."


    Ang’s breath caught. She did not mind being close to any of them, for they were all her mates and her body longed for each in its own way, but the thought of being with them all at once overwhelmed her. She had never even imagined such a thing.


    Her mind raced with doubt. Maybe she was misunderstanding Hiro. Maybe what he meant was simply helping her and Kaito through the process. She hoped that was the truth, because the thought of what he suggested left her trembling between fear, confusion, and a desire she was too ashamed to admit.


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