Chapter 490
Chapter 490
3rd Person’s POV
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By the time they arrived at Moonclaw’s private treatment center, Ezra’s control was hanging by a thread. His wolf raged beneath his skin, battering against the restraints of his consciousness with relentless force.
Every instinct was focused on one thing-holding himself together. Black veins pulsed beneath the skin of his neck, spreading like dark roots fed by supernatural power. The transformation creeping through his body was no longer stopping where it should.
His left arm had already shifted.
From his fingertips to his elbow, flesh had been consumed by the beast. Black fur covered the limb in thick layers, threaded with jagged thorn-like protrusions that seemed forged from obsidian. Massive claws extended from his fingers, sharp enough to carve through steel.
The sight made even the most seasoned healers uneasy.
“Alpha, onto the bed p>
Ezra complied. Several assistants quickly secured restraints around his wrists and ankles. The silver-inscribed bindings immediately glowed, suppressing the Alpha power.
Even then, the metal groaned.
The healer standing nearest swallowed visibly before asking, “When was the last time you completed a full shift p>
Ezra squeezed his eyes shut.
Pain exploded behind them.
“I don’t remember p>
“Alpha, that’s the problem p>
The healer carefully organized several crystal instruments before continuing.
“Your wolf requires release. The mutation affecting your genes has altered the relationship between your consciousness and your beast. In ordinary wolves, the balance remains stable. In your case, your wolf constantly seeks greater integration p>
The healer continued.
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“For months you’ve been borrowing your wolf’s enhanced senses to compensate for the deterioration of your eyesight. But at the same time, you’ve been suppressing him. Denying him territory. Denying him shifts. Denying him freedom p>
Something dark moved beneath Ezra’s skin.
Muscle twisted unnaturally beneath the flesh of his shoulders.
The healer’s voice became grave. “The strain has reached a critical point p>
Ezra’s jaw clenched.
“What about the mutation? What did you discover p>
No one answered immediately.
The silence itself became an answer.
The healer exhaled heavily.
“It is progressing, Alpha. If by progressing you mean the degeneration affecting your optic nerves, then yes. The damage continues. But that isn’t what concerns us anymore p>
For the first time, uncertainty appeared on the faces of the staff.
“Looking at your current condition, the mutation appears to be synchronizing with your wolf. Alpha… in fifty years of practice, I have never seen anything like this p>
The room seemed to grow colder.
“You have surpassed every measurable limit we possess.” Even the monitors surrounding the treatment bed began flickering from the unstable energy flooding Ezra’s body.
“Your strength, your regeneration, your sensory capabilities-none of them fall within any recorded Alpha classification anymore p>
Black energy crackled briefly beneath Ezra’s skin.
The restraints rattled.
Several assistants instinctively stepped back.
“You are reaching a level of power that should not exist p>
Ezra stared at him.
Completely unimpressed.
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“I don’t give a damn about that.” His voice emerged rough and dangerous. “The injection p>
His claws dug into the treatment bed.
“Give me whatever can slow the blindness p>
The words came quieter this time. And somehow far more painful.
“I want to see my mate for as long as I can p>
Zyrelle felt her chest tighten.
“Ezra p>
She finally stepped forward. Concern filled her voice.
“Maybe it’s time to tell Lylah the truth p>
The words lingered heavily between them.
Zyrelle couldn’t understand why he continued carrying this burden alone. Lylah loved him.
She would never abandon him over blindness.
Never.
Yet something flickered across Ezra’s face.
Real fear.
The kind that came from somewhere much deeper than pride.
“We finally have what I’ve wanted from the beginning.” His voice was barely above a whisper. “Peace. Every morning she wakes up beside me. Every night she chooses me. If I tell her now, everything changes p>
Zyrelle’s heart ached.
Ezra wasn’t afraid of blindness.
He wasn’t afraid of pain.
He wasn’t even afraid of death.
He was afraid of losing the life he’d finally built with his Luna.
Afraid that once the truth was exposed, the future he treasured would begin slipping through his fingers.
The healer exchanged a helpless glance with the others.
No one knew how to argue against that.
Finally, Ezra closed his eyes.
“Do it p>
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