She Belongs To The Devil

However, Adeline didn\'t even move a muscle, nor did she bat her eyelashes. Her breathing was getting slower and slower. Her silver hair was all wet because of her excessive sweating and a few locks of her hair were stuck on her face. She looked so pale that she almost looked lifeless.

Fenris wanted to call for help but he couldn\'t do that. How was he going to explain the mess in the dining hall, the missing couple, and unconscious Princess with unexplainable puncture wounds?

His eyes fell on the bandage that he had tied around Adeline\'s wounds. The white handkerchief had turned reddish-black because of the bloodstains. "Did she faint because of the blood loss and stress… or is it something else?" A deep frown line formed on Fenris\'s forehead.

He quickly opened the bandage of one of her hands and tore off the sleeve of her dress. Fenris felt a chill shiver run down his spine. He inhaled sharply because of the shock and shouted in panic, "Oh God! This is bad! This is so bad!"

His stomach began to hurl and he gagged as though he would vomit everything that he ate earlier.

Theodore appeared in the room right at that moment and saw that Adeline was sleeping on Fenris\'s lap, and Fenris was clasping his mouth with both of his hands and was gagging.

Theodore creased his brows and shouted, "What the hell are you doing?" He clutched his fists and quickly walked to their side, ready to lash out on Fenris again. "What did you do to her?" But his eyes fell on the open wounds of Adeline.

Theodore knelt down beside Adeline and Fenris and closely observed her wounds. The wound had turned black and blue as if they were starting to rot. And her veins around the wound had turned dark purple and it seemed like it was spreading through her body with every passing minute.

"Adeline!" He softly called for her but there was no reply. "How long has she been unconscious for?" Theodore carefully placed his hands under her head and back, and slowly shifted the Princess on his own lap.

But rather than answering the question, as soon as Theodore picked Adeline up, Fenris got up and ran to find some container. He was holding everything in for a while now, and he picked whatever came into his sight. Then he emptied the contents of his gut in a flower vase.

Theodore watched Fenris with a pure disgusted look on his face. And he felt goosebumps all over his body. He shuddered at that repulsive sight and whispered to himself, "I am seeing things that I wish I never had. I wish I had the power to wipe my own memory."

He focused his attention on Adeline again. He pressed his palm on Adeline\'s forehead. She was burning up. He stared at the wound again and it looked as though her wounds were poisoned somehow. And he asked Fenris again, "How long has she been unconscious for? And why do her wounds look like this?"

Fenris gargled his mouth and wiped it with a napkin. The unsettling look on his face was still there and he said with haste, "I don\'t know how it is possible but I think Nigel\'s claws were laced with toxin when he dug it on Adeline\'s arms. Only the alpha is strong enough to produce toxin even from his claws, I don\'t know how Nigel was able to do it."

"Is there a cure?" Theodore tried his best not to be deterred by that answer from Fenris.

Fenris answered with panic on his face, "There is a poisonous plant called wolfsbane which can negate the effect of werewolf toxin. But that plant is very rare. It can only be found in mountains."

Theodore furrowed his brows and whispered, "I think I have something even better."

He got up while holding Adeline in his arms and before he teleported with her, he directed Fenris, "Make sure to dismiss all the maids and servants of Adeline. Say to them that Nigel, Rhea, and Adeline are chatting in Adeline\'s private chamber and that they are not to disturb."

Fenris frantically nodded his head and asked in a scared tone, "Is she going to be okay?"

"She is."

And the dark mist carried them away from the dining room.

Theodore teleported with Adeline to the fountain of eternal youth that was in his garden. He stepped into the fountain along with her and then gently placed her in the water. He immersed Adeline until her neck.

He closely watched her wounds and he saw the dark purple venom oozing out of her wounds. And after a few seconds, Adeline\'s wounds slowly started to close. Theodore let out a sigh of relief after seeing her wounds healing.

To be honest, even though the fountain of eternal youth was capable of healing any type of wounds and diseases, he still had a little doubt in his mind if the wound from a werewolf\'s claws would be healed by the magic water. And he was really glad that he didn\'t have to go to some mountain in search of that plant that Fenris had mentioned.

Adeline softly groaned and flickered her eyelids, her consciousness was slowly returning back.

Theodore gently touched Adeline\'s cheek with the back of his palm and asked softly, "Adeline… can you hear me?"

Adeline knitted her brows and slowly opened her eyes.

"Adeline, how are you feeling?" Theodore asked worriedly.

Adeline blinked her eyes a few more times to see clearly. She saw that Theodore was nervously staring at her. "I feel fine," she answered confused for a while as to why she wouldn\'t be fine. And then she slowly remembered that she was in extreme pain, she was sweating and crying, and then... she remembered nothing after that.

She tried to get up and that was when she noticed that she was laying down in the fountain. "What happened to me?" Adeline didn\'t think that her wound was that bad that she had to take help from the fountain water to heal.

"You fainted," Theodore replied while picking her up in his arms again. Then he headed towards his room while dripping the water all over the pavement of the garden.

"Were my wounds that bad that you had to bring me here?" Adeline looked at Theodore with inquisitive eyes.

And a hint of anger ran on Theodore\'s amber eyes as he recalled how nasty the wounds looked and in what state he had found Adeline. "Yes, the wounds looked horrible. It seems like our Nigel is capable of generating toxin not just from the fangs but also from his claws as well."

Then he clenched his teeth and said in a grim tone, "I am sure he didn\'t mean to hurt you, but I am going to smack him when I see him."