The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 Improvement

Back then, he had seemed almost resigned to sharing her downfall, as though her death would drag him willingly into ruin. But now, with his daughter lying pale and broken in his arms, Dimitri looked like a man whose entire world was on the verge of collapse.

Many who witnessed the scene could not help but raise their brows. Was this truly the same Dimitri they knew?

Dimitri laid Claire gently on the medical bed as the staff rushed to surround her. His eyes, however, darted past them, searching frantically for the ones he trusted most, the head of the ward, the Royal Doctor, and the Royal Healer, both renowned as the best in their fields.

"Where are they?!" Dimitri’s roar thundered through the ward, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "Bring me the Royal Doctor and the Royal Healer, now! Heal my daughter!"

The sheer force of his command rattled the healers and attendants alike, fear flickering in their eyes as the weight of his fury filled the room.

"Where are they?! Why haven’t they come yet?!" Dimitri roared, his voice shaking the ward as his patience snapped.

A trembling staff member stepped forward, bowing his head, his body quivering like a leaf. "P-Prince Dimitri... the Royal Doctor and Royal Healer are both out—"

He never finished. In a flash, Dimitri’s hand shot out, gripping the man by the throat and lifting him effortlessly off the ground.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Dimitri growled, his voice a low, lethal rumble. His fangs lengthened, glinting as he yanked the terrified man closer until their faces nearly touched. The promise in his eyes was clear. One more useless word, and he’d tear the man apart right there.

But the man in Dimitri’s grip wasn’t just any staff member; he was the acting lead of the medical ward. That left him no choice but to speak, even as his face flushed red and his legs kicked weakly in the air.

"P-Prince Dimitri... p-please, calm your anger," he rasped, clawing at Dimitri’s hand. "The Royal Doctor... went north... but the reports from there grew dire. The situation... too many wounded and infected... the Royal Doctor called for the Royal Healer... to save more lives—"

His words broke into a fit of choking coughs, his eyes beginning to roll back as Dimitri’s grip crushed the air from his lungs.

Hearing this, Dimitri’s rage boiled over. With a snarl, he flung the man across the room. The impact shook everyone watching, cracks spiderwebbing across the wall where his body struck.

A sickening thud followed, and the man crumpled to the floor, coughing violently as if his ribs had shattered.

Other medical staff rushed to his side, scrambling to lift him up, their faces pale with fear. Dimitri’s outburst left the entire ward on edge, every healer and assistant too wary to meet his eyes.

But even in his fury, Dimitri realized that the longer he raged, the longer Claire’s treatment was delayed. Grinding his teeth, he forced himself back under control, though his voice still thundered like a storm. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Hurry up and heal my daughter!" he roared, the command echoing through the ward.

"R-Right away!" The medical staff scrambled to Claire’s side. But Dimitri’s outburst had left the lead doctor battered and barely able to move. How could he possibly tend to her now?

Uneasy glances darted among the staff.

Instead of helping, Dimitri’s fury had only made saving his daughter harder.

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