4.52 % Chapter 9 The Truth Revealed Jaxon's POV The medical facility's sterile lights hurt my eyes as we rush through the corridors , but I don't let go of Moira . She's still unconscious , her breathing shallow and wrong in ways that make my chest tight with panic . 'Why are they here? Logan and Lucas barely acknowledge my existence at family gatherings . ' The twins move beside us like deadly shadows , their fury a living thing that makes the air vibrate. Pack members scatter from our path , heads automatically dropping in submission . Even the medical staff look ready to bolt . " This way , " Dr. Flynn calls from ahead , his usually calm demeanor cracking as he takes in Moira's condition . " Trauma bay three . Now . " I follow him down the hallway , hyperaware of the twins flanking us . Their rage hasn't diminishedif anything , it's growing stronger . Lucas's hands shake with barely contained violence , and Logan's jaw is clenched so tight I can hear his teeth grinding . ' What the hell is wrong with them ? Sure , she's family , but this reaction ... ' We burst into the trauma bay and I gently place Moira on the examination table . Her head lolls to one side , exposing the full extent of the damage to her face . Dr. Flynn immediately starts checking vitals while I step back , my hands still shaking from carrying her . ' Jesus Christ ," Dr. Flynn breathes, his professional mask slipping . " What kind of animals did this ? " " My family . " The words taste like ash in my mouth . Dr. Flynn's hands work efficiently , checking pupils , pulse , breathing . " I need to do a full examination . This is going to take time . " " Do whatever you need to do ," Logan growls , his voice rough with suppressed violence . I watch the twins pace like caged predators while Dr. Flynn works . Their agitation fills the room like a toxic cloud , making it hard to breathe . Every few seconds , one of them will stop 21:28 5.08 % and stare at Moira with such raw pain in their eyes that I have to look away . ' This doesn't make sense . They've met her maybe three times at pack gatherings . Why do they look like they're dying ? ' " Multiple contusions across the torso , " Dr. Flynn murmurs , making notes . " Several broken ribs . Concussion . Severe lacerations that appear deliberately placed for maximum scarring . " Lucas punches the wall so hard the entire room shakes . Plaster rains down from the ceiling . " Burns consistent with cigarette torture , " the doctor continues , his voice getting more strained . " These were methodically placed . Someone took their time . " The heart monitor beeps erratically as Dr. Flynn continues his examination . I try to focus on the soundproof she's alivebut my mind keeps circling back to the twins ' behavior. " I need to do internal examinations , " Dr. Flynn says quietly . " There are signs of ... other injuries . " " What kind of other injuries ? " Logan's voice could cut glass . Dr. Flynn's face goes pale . " Sexual assault . Multiple perpetrators , based on initial evide nce . " The temperature in the room plummets . Lucas's Alpha presence explodes outward with such force that the medical equipment rattles . The heart monitor sparks and goes silent . Logan matches his fury , and suddenly I can't breathe under the crushing weight of their combined rage . The floor beneath their feet starts to crack . The metal examination table groans under some invisible pressure . ' Holy shit . I've never felt Alpha power like this before . Not from anyone . ' My wolf whimpers and tries to hide , even severed from pack bonds . This isn't just angerthis is the kind of primal fury that starts wars and ends bloodlines . " Get out . " Logan's voice comes out as barely controlled violence . " Everyone except the 21:28 4.81 % doctor . Now . " The nurses flee immediately . I start to follow , but Lucas's voice stops me . " Not you . " I freeze , confused . " I don't understand . " Dr. Flynn continues his examination with shaking hands , occasionally muttering medical terms under his breath . Each discovery makes the twins ' rage spike higher . " Three different DNA samples , " he finally announces , his voice hollow . " All werewolf . All recent . " A broken sob tears from Rosalie's throat . She doubles over like she's been punched , her hands flying to her mouth . " No. No , no , no . " The words come out muffled , desperate . " She's just a baby . She's just a fucking baby . " Lucas's fist goes through the wall this time , and I hear something structural give way . The lights flicker . " There's extensive internal damage , " Dr. Flynn continues . " Whoever did this ... they weren't just brutal . They were systematic . " I watch Logan grip the edge of a cabinet so hard the metal crumples under his fingers . His eyes have gone completely gold , his wolf barely contained . " And this wound on her arm , " Dr. Flynn says , examining something that makes him go even paler . " This isn't from the recent assault . This is older , infected . If we don't treat it immediately , she could lose the arm . " ' Infected ? What the hell did they do to her before tonight ? ' " She needs surgery immediately , " the doctor says , already moving toward his supplies . " The internal injuries alone could kill her , and this arm wound needs aggressive treatment . " " Do it , " both twins say simultaneously . Their perfect synchronization sends ice down my spine . I've never seen siblings move that in tune with each other , like they're sharing thoughts . 21:28 4.98 % Dr. Flynn starts prepping for emergency surgery , his hands steady despite the chaos around him . " This is going to take hours . You should " " We're not leaving , " Logan cuts him off . " Neither of us is going anywhere , " Lucas adds . I stare at them both, pieces clicking together in my mind like a horrifying puzzle . Their synchronized responses . Their identical level of rage . The way they both say 'we ' and ' us ' like they're a single unit when it comes to her . ' No. That's impossible . ' " I'm going to need to ask you both some questions , " I say slowly , my voice sounding strange to my own ears . " About why you're reacting like this . " Both twins turn to look at me , and I see my own death reflected in their eyes . " Ask away , " Lucas says , his voice deceptively calm . " You barely know her . " I take a step back instinctively . " You've met her maybe a handful of times . So why do you both look like someone just ripped your hearts out ? " The silence stretches between us , heavy and dangerous . " Because , " Logan says finally , his voice rough with pain and fury , " she's our mate . " Chapter Comment ( 5 )