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It had been a couple of hours and the room was starting to get warmer. That wasn't a good sign because sickness and warm climates didn't go together.

Elijah was burning up. He constantly coughed and sweat coated his face and toned abs, trickling down each defined muscle.

"You're Alpha Kian's firstborn," I softly stated while watching his features tense. I needed to keep him distracted.

That explains why he knows Italian and why I've never seen him transform in front of others. He didn't want others to know where he came from despite the royal blood pumping through his veins.

He wasn't getting better. I could tell his body was fighting off the illness but his skin was turning pale and red spots were popping up on his body like zits.

"Stay awake!" I crawled over to him then gently patted his cheek but he groaned in protest. "Elijah, please. You can't sleep."

"I'm not sleeping, Mr. Mitsuo," he swallowed thickly as he breathed out his nose. "Just resting my eyes."

"You have to open your eyes then so you don't accidentally do it." I pout.

I watched the way his toned chest rises and falls as he breathes. Elijah was fit. There was no doubt about it even when he was sick, his body looked immaculate with the sweat glistening off of his olive-tanned skin.

"I won't," he gruffly says.

"Why?" I question. He has no say in his body shutting down. Especially when it's this weak right now.

"Because I'm starting to hallucinate," he grunts out while positioning himself further up my thighs as he pulls the sheets further up his toned stomach.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched him in silence. This is my fault. If he never came to save me then he'd be as healthy as a newborn baby. Instead, my new friend came to my rescue.

But now it was my time to save him.

"Elijah, I'm gonna try and break us out of here," I say, knowing I'm weak but I have to try. I gently lifted his head and rested it against the floor.

The pain coursing through my broken hand was unfathomable. My healing rate wasn't as good as an alpha's but it was still there. I just needed a little more time.

Rising to my feet, I ran over to the bed to grab two pillows and rushed back over to the naked alpha.

I slid the two pillows underneath his head and he sighed in contentment. "Not gonna lie, your thighs felt softer," he muttered.

"Oh, hush." With heated cheeks, I started searching the room for any possible way out; tossing clothes out of drawers, looking under the bed, and peeking into the closet but to my luck, there were only clothes.

"Elijah, are you still awake over there?" I peered from the other side of the bed, squinting my eyes at him.

"Unfortunately," he deadpanned.

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I turned around and ran to the window, sinking my fingers underneath the lever and yanking it open or attempting to; Anrai nailed bolts into the cushioned part, sealing our only way out.

"I would've suggested your boyfriend should be sent to the academy but he's way too old and he's not an alpha," Elijah started mumbling as his eyes flickered around the room.

"An alpha academy but you're opening up positions to others like humans and me," I shrugged. "It's not like it will stay an only alpha academy forever."

"You're right," he coughed, sweat beads coating his neck. "Next year, President Vellamo is planning to open the academy with risks though. We won't be held liable for anything that happens."

"That's dangerous-"

"That's life."

My eyes flickered to the door and I exasperated a sigh before asking, "Next year? Why next year? Why would anyone want to come to this academy?"

"Simple, Mr. Mitsuo," Elijah looks at me through those dark lashes. "Alphas are naturally smarter, stronger, and flexible to their environments. Who wouldn't want their shapeshifter child to be taught by the best? But it comes with a price; alphas are dominant in nature. We can't help if we're too aggressive. At least the teens."

"The president would be willing to risk that?" I sighed.

What has the world come to? Things have drastically changed since I was a pup.

Elijah groaned, thrusting his head back. He coughed, using his elbows to prop himself up. His cheeks were reddened and his eyes softer, he spat, "My body feels like it's shredding me from the inside."

"I'm trying to find us a way out but I have a broken hand-"

"You saw that part in Breaking Dawn where Bella is going through the transition-her organs are rotting and it shows visuals of her screaming if she was conscious?" Elijah asked.

"Are you serious right now? You're thinking about that movie in your last hours of possible death?" I deadpan.

"That's how I feel right now. I can understand the pain she's going through," he rests his hand on his torso. "She's a true warrior."

"Elijah! Please! We need to stay serious!" I continued to search the room while he continued to ramble.

He started laughing out of nowhere and my eyes went round. His laugh was throaty and raspy. "I'm hurting so bad," he covered his mouth and laughed harder.

"Is there laughing gas in that tranq dart or something?!" I placed my good hand on my hip.

"I don't know but," he started giggling. "Mr. Mitsuo, have I ever told you that your face gets really red when you're flustered or angry?"

My cheeks heated and I walked over to him and placed my hand on his chest, forcing him to lay flat on his back. "You need to rest, Elijah."

His smile reached his ears as he thrusts his head back against the pillows. "I wouldn't have minded if you were my mate," he muttered.

My body went rigid and I stared at him as he caught his breath from laughing hard. He seemed out of it, blinking rapidly. "Why are there four of you?"

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