Mother // Yandere Stepson x reader

⚜ Chapter 15⚜

Y/n looked at the man lying peacefully on the bed. Her red puffy eyes didn't have any tears left. What should she do? The situation made her see how helpless she indeed was. It's been three days, since the attacks. For three days Castian was comatose.
The young girl was still in shock when she heard about the poison. Whatever was that monster, it was after her life. If Castian didn't shield her with his body, she and the baby would have died from that poison-coated bite.

From what the physician said, the poison was lethal. In other words, he was slowly dying. It was a miracle that he survived until now.

"_It's my fault..."

Unlike the bitterness of the situation, Edmund seemed ready to dance with happiness. The young duchess was disgusted by that fact. He was happy about his son's death. How could he smile like that? He had the same blissful smile, like when he learned she was pregnant.
All she could do was pray for a miracle. Wiping his body gently, she stayed by his side all night.

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Castian couldn't feel a thing. He couldn't tell if he was standing, sitting or even lying down. He was in complete darkness or was it the void? Although he felt empty, he felt quite good but something was telling him that he had forgotten something.
The young man tried to search for his memories, but everything was blurry like someone was trying to prevent him from knowing.

Please wake up... He gasped at the voice. A pain in his chest suddenly appeared. It was a voice he burned for, yearned for. His body was calling for that person. Was it someone important to him? He tried to think about it. Something was trying to erase that voice. It tried to put him in deep rest. Scared to not hear it again, he fought to keep conscious.
Suddenly, memories came rushing in. How could he forget about her? About his wife.

"_Oh my! This one broke his chain of eternal rest.
_How annoying! His time is up, he should let go and be due!"

Castian refused to give up. He wasn't going to die like that. She was waiting for him. He wanted to hold her, hold their child. He had to return.

"_Useless, you are already dead. Your purpose in her life is already achieved. Now stop fighting it, and die."

The voice was dark and deep. Unlike the first one. Whatever it was, didn't want him alive. But no matter what, the young man resisted.

"_ He sure has quite the strong persistence.
_ Doesn't matter! He is dead anyway.
_ Wait! Maybe he could do it.
_ Ah?
_ If he loves her so much that he could defy death, then maybe he could the job.
_ I already have a chosen one for that.
_ You still didn't give that child your blessing and I already give mine to the other one. Just give it to him! Isn't he also related to you?"

Castian could hear the entity sight before accepting. But he would give him only half of the said blessing. The thing chuckled before the young man felt his body move. He tried to open his eyes, and he saw two figures near him. The woman seemed to say something but he couldn't hear or understand.

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Y/n couldn't do anything but resort to praying for Castian. Every doctor said that it was too late. Castian was practically dead and she should prepare for the funeral. People were starting to send condolences flower to them.

She was holding his hand hoping that he wakes up. This was until she felt it. With a small pressure on her hand, the girl sadly looked up. Her eyes met up with a pair of tired blue eyes. She could only let a small cry in front of the man smiling at her. 

In front of her, sitting and caressing her hand, Castian was very much awake. He looked sick but he was alive. His eyes were filled with confidence like a man who had just won the biggest war ever. As if a weight was pulled off her, Y/n threw herself at him. Her cry could be heard from outside of the room. The black-haired man held her in his arm, leaving sweet kisses on the side of her head and her eyes. He wiped her tears with love and kindness he never knew he had. 

"_ Shh... It's okay now. I'm here, I promised that I would protect you."

The poor girl could only cry his name. Like a broken record, he was the only thing she could say and see. He smiled before lifting her face and kissing her. They kissed passionately not caring for Yasmina and Ulyss standing in the room. The dark-skinned woman couldn't help but blush and look at the painting on the wall. She took care of that girl since she was seven. How awkward was it to see the little girl she helped raise having a hot moment with her lovers and a patient who just woke up?  It was a miracle that he survived. She couldn't help but wonder how much of a monster was he to survive. 

At least her sweet mistress was smiling again.