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My mates in Beastworld

Chapter 201 Secrets
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Chapter 201: Chapter 201 Secrets

"Where is my silly wolf?" she asked, looking around. She missed her wolf, his comforting arms, and his silly talks and antics.

Vincent held her hand gently and kissed the back of it. "He is safe. He will come here soon," he reassured her. "I’ll call the healer to get you treated."

Healer Angelo had just finished checking Damon and Meeko when Vincent called him back upstairs. With a nod, Angelo grabbed his tools and followed Vincent, ready to continue his work on Kyra.

When Healer Angelo saw Kyra weakly lying in bed, he approached with a look of concern. He gently took her pulse, assessing her condition. "Show me your wounds," he requested softly.

Kyra complied, her clothes loose enough to lift, revealing the extent of her injuries. Angelo examined the wounds carefully, noting their severity. He set to work with a practiced efficiency.

First, Healer Angelo took out a set of tools and herbs from his bag.

He then settled on the ground, carefully placing the herbs into a small stone mortar. Using a pestle, he began crushing the herbs with steady, deliberate motions.

The grinding process was meticulous, as he worked to turn the herbs into a fine, potent paste.

This paste, rich in medicinal properties, was designed to heal wounds and prevent infection.

Angelo carefully applied the paste to Kyra’s injuries, spreading it evenly over each wound.

The paste had a cooling effect and a faint, herbal scent that filled the room.

As he worked, he continued to monitor Kyra’s condition, his hands gentle and precise. The healing properties of the paste were crucial for her recovery, providing relief and promoting faster healing.

Once he had finished treating the wounds, Angelo covered Kyra with a blanket, ensuring she was comfortable.

He offered a reassuring smile. "This will help with the healing, but she needs rest. I’ll check on her frequently to make sure she’s improving."

Vincent, though anxious, took comfort in the healer’s expertise. He watched closely, his concern evident, but also trusting in the healer’s skill to care for Kyra.

As Healer Angelo continued to treat Kyra again, she suddenly fainted again, her body going limp on the bed. Vincent’s face tightened with worry as he bit his lip, feeling a surge of frustration and fear.

Healer Angelo immediately stopped his work and stepped back. "She must have fainted due to low energy and the severity of her wounds," he explained, his voice calm but firm. "Take care of her carefully. Make sure her wounds don’t come into contact with water, and she needs a long rest to recover."

Angelo then turned and walked outside, heading to prepare a packet of herbal remedies for Vincent.

The herbs would aid in Kyra’s recovery and help manage her pain. As he left, he added, "I’ll make a packet of herbal remedies for you. These will help with her healing."

Vincent, still anxious, stayed close by, ensuring Kyra was as comfortable as possible. He kept a vigilant eye on her, hoping for a swift recovery.

Meeko cautiously pushed the door open and peeked inside, his small body barely visible as he looked sneakily at Vincent. Noticing that Vincent was focused on Kyra and not paying him any attention, Meeko slowly entered the room.

He approached Vincent, his wide eyes filled with concern. When Vincent didn’t say anything, Meeko stood quietly beside him, his small frame trembling slightly as he watched Kyra. He bit his fat finger nervously, a habit that revealed his anxiety.

Meeko then climbed onto the bed, his movements tentative but determined. He settled down beside Kyra, curling up into a small ball. Despite the tension in the room, he quickly fell asleep, his breathing becoming steady and calm.

Vincent, noticing Meeko’s presence, gently adjusted the little one’s position.

He made sure Meeko didn’t accidentally touch Kyra, moving him carefully to ensure he was comfortable but separate from her wounds.

Watching Meeko, Vincent was reminded of his younger brother, Toma—his innocent, trusting eyes and his small, vulnerable frame evoked a familiar pang of protectiveness and nostalgia.

Vincent watched Kyra with deep focus, his worry so intense that it felt as if looking away might make her disappear.

Every minute felt crucial, and he couldn’t shake the fear that losing her again was a real possibility.

His heart ached with a deep, consuming sense of fullness now that she was back in his life.

The fear of losing her once more was almost unbearable, and the thought of her slipping away was a constant torment. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Meanwhile, Damon lay on a patient’s bed, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. His sharp silver eyes reflected a swirl of worry and complex emotions.

He knew that she might leave this place and the thought of her leaving after discovering his own feelings for her was unbearable.

Damon felt a deep resolve. He couldn’t let her go. He needed to find a way to ensure that she stayed, to make sure that their bond could continue to grow.

***

Kyra’s world faded into darkness as she fainted, plunging her into a place with no light and no clear direction. She ran through the inky blackness, her footsteps echoing in the emptiness.

The sensation of running was relentless and disorienting, as though she was trapped in an endless void.

Whispers began to slither through the darkness, their voices eerie and haunting. They seemed to be coming from all directions, their words indistinct but filled with a malevolent intent.

She could feel invisible hands reaching for her, their touch cold and threatening.

Panic surged within her as she tried to fight back, her fear intensifying with each breath.

In the midst of her terror, she sensed a pair of deep hazel-blue eyes watching her. The gaze was penetrating and unsettling, as if it could see straight into her soul.

The eyes seemed to hold a promise of something beyond the darkness, and despite her fear, there was a strange, almost comforting connection to those eyes.

—𝑬𝑵𝑫 𝑶𝑭 𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑴𝑬 2—

"Everything happens for a reason, they say.

Kyra’s fall into the Beastworld was no accident; it was the beginning of an incredible journey. The secrets hidden for decades are on the brink of being revealed, and the truth about Kyra’s existence is set to come to light.

As Kyra uncovers the truth, she is shaken to her core. The revelations not only challenge her understanding of herself but also restore her full powers. This newfound strength propels her forward, setting the stage for a new Chapter in her life.

But what is this truth? What happens next as Kyra’s journey takes her toward Eldoria? Her path will lead her through uncharted territories, facing challenges and discovering secrets that will reshape her world.

Let’s explore the unfolding saga of Kyra’s quest, conquering the Beastworld and beyond."

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