Summary of Chapter 55 – A turning point in His Incurable Omega by Ommsira
Chapter 55 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of His Incurable Omega, written by Ommsira. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
Yasmine rushed forward, her hands hovering over me in worry.
"What's wrong! Fayette?"
Jasmine looked around the room before walking towards us, "she needs medical attention," she whispered to her sister as she looked down at me, "I'm not sure if we can move her though."
Tentatively Jasmine started to poke at various places around my body. She glanced at me, telling me to whine or yelp if I hurt anywhere.
I could not tell her that I didn't even feel her hands.
"I think we can carry her," Jasmine said, urgency now in her voice, "We'll have to both do it."
"Why can't we call someone here?" Yasmine said.
"Look around Yasmine," Jasmine hissed, "This is her secret- this is where she's been going to all these weekends. She doesn't want anyone to know. There is a reason for that. We need to hurry and lift her."
Both of the girls struggled to pick up my wolf. I hung limply in their arms.
"What's wrong with her?" Yasmine said, fear clear in her voice.
Jasmine bent down, letting Yasmine struggle alone with my weight. She looked through my bag with urgency before pulling out my small bag of Agravain. Giving the contents inside a small sniff, Jasmine quickly pulled back and gagged.
"It's Agravain. I've been exposed. We need to get to medical. She's been poisoned, and now I've been also."
Jasmine sealed the bag away and placed it back in my bag.
She helped grab some of my weight from her sister as they both rushed me out.
Yasmine let go and quickly locked the door behind her.
"Let's go," she said.
The science building was far off from campus, and I could hear their strained breaths as they struggled to carry me.
They were already strong from their werewolf genes and training, but carrying a full grown wolf, who was completely limp and holding none of her weight was something else.
Finally we reached the medical wing.
"Help!" Yasmine yelled.
The night staff rushed forward and assessed the situation.
Several people quickly pulled a rolling bed and urged the twins to set me down on it.
"We found her- I think she's been poisoned to Agravain and left without treatment for a long time."
Yasmine spoke up, "there was some poison left on her and my sister was exposed, please help her also."
The staff nodded and one man stepped forward and took Jasmine aside.
The medical team on me quickly checked my vitals, "Why is she in her wolf?"
"These tests are showing it's been in her system for almost six hours- that's impossible."
"She should be dead."
I felt a drum of pleasure in my mind. My experiment had result in small success.
They pricked me, shooting me up with something that made my eyes drop and lose focus. I felt the world turn black once again as they rushed me down a hallway.
I didn't come this far
Part of me was dying on the inside at the thought of transforming back.
Another part of me was confused on how to even go about it.
"She doesn't know how," Yasmine said, somehow able to read the worry in my eyes, "She probably transformed as a defense against the poison."
The doctor nodded his head slowly.
"In that case Fayette, I will have to give you a drug that will force you to transform. Would you like to be under while it happens?"
This doctor knew all too well my thoughts. I whined softly in the back of my throat. The doctor smiled and stepped forward, adjusting the tubing on a machine to make clear liquid go into me faster.
A few minutes later I felt the drowsy effect of the drug enter me. My eyes slowly found Yasmine. I wanted to ask her how Jasmine was, but I could wait until actual words could be said.
***
I woke up much the same as how I did last time.
Alone and with no accompaniment other than the machine's noise.
I sighed and looked around. I froze at what I saw.
Thursday. It was Thursday.
I scrambled in my mind to count back the day.
I had taken the poison on Saturday.
The days that had flown by baffled me. I had wasted so much time.

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