Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

647 Eating

Yarin's POV:

So I started to fall asleep. However, sleepiness wasn't something that could be found easily. Sometimes, the more you wanted to fall asleep, the more energetic you would be. Falling asleep had become torture. ｂ𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎ｌ.ｎｅｔ

I had no choice but to use medicine to help me lose consciousness.

When I woke up, I was stunned by what I saw.

The empty room had a clean view. There was nothing in sight except for the snow-white walls. The beautifully embossed furniture, the rare flowers and herbs worth thousands of dollars, and the various bits and pieces that I couldn't describe but did exist were all gone.

All of them.

It was gone.

I even thought that I was transferred to another room in my sleep. However, Heller and Craig soon opened the door and entered. By the way, it was really a 'pure' door. All the inlaid items on it had disappeared.

I looked at Craig in confusion, hoping he could answer me.

Craig also looked shocked. He stuttered, "As you can see, Your Highness, everything in the room has disappeared, including the installed cameras. Fortunately, we have been monitoring it remotely, so the video is intact."

I nodded dully and said, "Yes, thank you. I have to see what happened."

Hence, some equipment was moved in, making the empty room a little more substantial.

The first few minutes were of me gradually falling asleep, with only the sound of my breathing. After I fell asleep, something strange happened.

I began to melt, flow and devour everything I touched. The bed, the table, the wardrobe, the lamp, the decorative vases, the flowers and plants in the vases, and so on. Everywhere they passed was as empty as a grassland invaded by fire ants.

Just like that, I gradually 'ate' up the entire room. Ultimately, all that was left was the pajamas I wore.

But at this moment, I was not too considerate. Reality proved that the root of everything was indeed me. When I fell into an unconscious state, my ability did mutate or evolve, but at the same time, it began to lose control, causing all these 'supernatural events'.

This was beyond the scope of medicine. Even the werewolf grandmaster didn't know what to do because my condition was unprecedented. The only thing they could do was to keep it a secret, even to their family, the Silver Moon Pack.

"It seems that we can only wait for Master Dorothy to arrive before making any plans," Craig said. "I have some guesses that might be of some help."

"What guesses?"

"I think your power has evolved in this direction for a reason. Perhaps it's a form of protection to you."

"Protect me?"

"Do you still remember the criminal named Tilda? The bullets in her gun were all special and wrapped in silver. The three silver bullets hit the wyrm's body, a disaster for werewolves. Perhaps your power evolved into the ability to devour to protect you from death. This way, you can absorb bullets into your body as nutrients."

"Nutrients?"

"The silver will cause your wound to continue to deteriorate. However, although your wound is recovering slowly, it is indeed healing. Especially after the item's disappearance, your wound is healing a little faster. The items you have absorbed will likely become nutrients to fill your wounds."

"But many missing items are non-organic, such as glass and plastic. What nutrients can they provide?"

Craig shook his head and smiled bitterly. "That's what I'm confused about. It's beyond the scope of medicine. I can't help much. That's why I have to wait for Master Dorothy to arrive."

Aunt Dorothy arrived very quickly. She took a private plane at night and brought a lot of experimental equipment and materials that I needed to recognize. When I thought about how this might be used on me, I couldn't be as happy as the other werewolf grandmasters whose eyes were shining.

Aunt Dorothy gave Heller and me a big hug. She always liked us so much. In a sense, she could be our half-mother.

"My wolf cubs have suffered. God, I hate to see you suffer." She hugged us in her arms and sighed in an exaggerated tone as if she was coaxing a child. "Your mother is very busy, right? Don't worry. I'm here. I promise to take care of you until you're chubby and healthy."

"We're not babies anymore. Aunt Dorothy, don't be like this…"

Heller continued, "It makes us look childish and shameless!"

Aunt Dorothy laughed and kissed us hard on the cheeks.

After the laughter, she became serious and said softly, "I'm sorry about Kara, children. Kara was a good friend, and I had been taken care of by her in every possible way. Her departure made me sad as if she had taken away a part of me.

"She raised you guys. I think you'll only be more heartbroken than I am. I heard Sekna mention your actions. It's very dangerous, but I understand. Hatred is a kind of power that supports us to move forward. It's just that we don't know where it will lead us in the end."