Chapter 337\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the babies seemed to know exactly what to do. Seemed to be guiding my power, controlling it in a way I never could on my own. It was beau Terrifying. Overwhelming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt Tristan\u2019s skull knitting back together, the fracture closing like it had never been. Felt his internal bleeding stopping, the torn vessels sealing\u00a0<\/p>\n
his leg bones realigning, fusing, becoming whole again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every injury. Every wound. Healing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And then\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes opened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped, the connection breaking as shock rippled through me. Tristan\u2019s eyes, those dark eyes I loved so much, were looking right at me. Clear. Fo\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alive.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAthena?\u201d His voice was rough, confused. \u201cWhat\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before he could finish, before any of us could react, his hand came up to touch my face. His movements were slow, careful, like he wasn\u2019t sure if th\u00a0<\/p>\n
was real.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re here,\u201d he said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m here,\u201d I managed, tears streaming down my face. \u201cI\u2019m here and you\u2019re okay. You\u2019re going to be okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Behind me, I heard someone exhale sharply. Probably Orion. The relief in the room was palpable, thick enough to taste.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan\u2019s hand moved from my face to my stomach, his palm pressing gently where our babies grew. \u201cThe babies,\u201d he said, remembering. Are they\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re fine. We\u2019re all fine. You\u2026\u201d My voice broke. \u201cYou scared me so badly. I thought I lost you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot a chance.\u201d He tried to smile, wincing slightly. \u201cTakes more than a bike to take me down.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t,\u201d I said, half\u2013laughing, half\u2013crying. \u201cDon\u2019t joke about it. You were dying, Tristan. Literally dying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes widened at that, the reality of what had happened sinking in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018How am I not dead? I remember\u2026god, I remember hitting the ground. My head\u2026 His free hand moved to touch his head, feeling for the gash that no longer there. \u201cWhat happened? How long was 1 out?\u00a0<\/p>\n
We all looked at each other. How was I going to tell him?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dr. Ben burst through the door, clearly having seen the monitor changes from wherever he was watching. He stopped short when he saw fratch alert, his hand on my stomach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is\u2026\u201d Dr. Chen looked at the monitors, then at Tristan, then back at the monitors. This is impossible. You were quest. Brain selling, taternal bleeding, multiple fractures\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha healing, Orion said quickly, smoothly. \u201cIt\u2019s faster than people valire, Especially when there\u2019s strong motivation to 152 VV\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 337\u00a0<\/p>\n
at me, at where Tristan\u2019s hand still rested on my stomach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dr. Ben studied us all for a long moment. I could see him processing, trying to make sense of what he was seeing. Because there was no medical explanation for this. None that humans would understand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, he just nodded. \u201cI see. Well, I\u2019ll need to run some tests. Make sure everything is actually healed and not just\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything is healed,\u201d I said softly. \u201cI promise.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes met mine and I saw understanding there. Not complete understanding, he didn\u2019t know exactly what I\u2019d done, but enough to know that something beyond normal Alpha healing had happened here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I\u2019ll run the tests anyway, he said diplomatically. \u201cFor my records. But I suspect you\u2019re right.\u201d He turned to leave, pausing at the door. \u201cYou have a very strong will to live, young man. And very dedicated people who care about you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After he left, silence fell over the room. Tristan was still processing, still trying to understand. His eyes kept moving between me and his own body, checking for injuries that weren\u2019t there anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone want to tell me what really happened?\u201d he asked finally.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won the race, Derek said, grinning. \u201cKicked ass against six guys working together. It was legendary.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then Vic hit you,\u201d Sarah added, her voice hardening. \u201cDeliberately. After the race was over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan\u2019s jaw clenched. \u201cI remember that part. Remember thinking I was about to die. And then\u2026\u201d He looked at me. \u201cThen nothing. Just darkness. Until I woke up and you were\u2026\u201d He gestured at how I\u2019d been lying against him. \u201cWhat were you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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