"Don’t hurt Idris, Jake! If the royal family finds out, you and your family are going to be severely punished!" Roo spat fiercely, struggling as he was being held roughly against the wall.
"He answered the call from Prince Gabriel," said one of Jake’s friends, betraying a crucial piece of information.
"Shit!" Jake muttered under his breath. Pulling sharply on Idris’s hair, he maintained a tight hold on Idris’s neck. "You better not tell the Prince about this, you bastard. If you are a real wolf, you will fight on your own without anyone’s back."
"What are you all doing?" Casaio’s voice suddenly reverberated with Alpha authority in the air, instantly bringing the attention of all the aggressive kids to the main entrance. Jake was quick to let go of Idris, ready to flee and escape the royal presence. "Stay exactly where you all are, else the consequences won’t be great for any of you," Casaio threatened them.
Casaio was quick to go to Idris’s side, whose face and left eye were visibly swollen and bruised. He fisted his palms as his blood boiled with rage at the sight of the younger boy’s injuries.
Roo then rushed toward them, panting. "Your Highness, they beat up Idris for no reason! They were calling him and his sister spies."
Jake and his friends remained quietly defiant, but their stance crumbled when Casaio turned his terrifying gaze toward them.
"Look up straight at ," he ordered, his voice dangerously low.
The kids couldn’t refute the Prince’s Alpha command and imdiately did what they were told. Casaio pulled out his phone and rapidly clicked their pictures, ensuring he had clear evidence.
"You all can leave now," Casaio continued, dismissing them coldly.
"Your Highness, we are sorry," Jake said quickly, giving a clearly fake, insincere apology.
"Do what I have commanded," Casaio stated, his tone brooking no argunt.
Roo watched the scene, confused as to why Casaio let the bullies go so easily, but he wisely remained quiet, focusing on Idris.
Casaio then turned to Roo and asked, "Would you like to co to the palace with us?"
"What? Can I really..." Roo began, his eyes wide, before stopping abruptly, thinking he showed his overexcitent in such a tense situation.
Idris looked at the Prince, wondering what plan he had in mind. The next second, they all teleported directly to the palace, arriving straight into Idris’s private room.
Roo felt a bit strange, and so did Idris. It was their first ti experiencing such instant travel, and their heads felt montarily heavy. Casaio quickly asked Roo to take a seat on a nearby lounge chair while he gently brought Idris over to the bed.
"I’ll call the doctor imdiately. You should remove your shoes and blazer by then," Casaio stated, his tone firm yet caring.
"Your Highness, I’m sorry for giving you trouble. My sister will be worried now," Idris said, his eyes dropping, feeling guilty for the chaos.
"Idris, we will talk about that later," Casaio said gently, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder before quickly walking out of the room to summon the royal doctor.
"Idris! Your room is so big!" Roo exclaid in joy, completely awestruck by the sheer size and luxury of the palace room, the pain forgotten for a mont. "Also, what do you think Prince Casaio is thinking? He looks intimidating but strangely calm," he said, turning his head to look at Idris.
"I don’t know. Even I’m unable to understand," Idris replied, sighing. "Ah!" He winced in pain as he accidentally touched the side of his mouth.
Roo stood up and walked closer to him. "You should have threatened Jake with your brother-in-law’s na! Why did you stay quiet and let them beat you?"
"What good would that do?" Idris answered tiredly. "The kids will just keep talking about my past being a captive, and my sister being a reason Prince Casaio can’t be the Alpha King."
"Idris!" Zilia shouted from the doorway, having clearly been inford by Casaio. She rushed in with fear and relief. Roo quickly moved out of her way, and she hugged Idris tightly, completely focused on her injured brother.
Pulling away, Zilia imdiately checked Idris’s face, cupping it gently as she examined the swollen cheek and eye. "Why didn’t you tell that you were being bullied by the kids? Look, what they have done to you!" Her eyes quickly turned misty with worry. "Did you get hurt anywhere else?"
"The doctor is here," Casaio announced, entering the room with the dical professional, causing Zilia to stand up and step aside instantly.
Idris quickly removed his shoes and socks before lying down on the bed as the royal doctor began to examine the wounds on his face, then his arms.
"I think I got hurt in my stomach too," Idris admitted truthfully to the doctor.
"Alright. Anywhere else?" The royal doctor politely asked, continuing his thorough check-up.
"No," Idris refused, blinking rapidly in nervousness as the examination continued.
Casaio felt the vibration of his phone in the pocket of his trousers and excused himself, stepping outside the room to take the call. He answered it and imdiately pinched the space between his brows, frustrated by the confirmation of the incident.
"Idris got badly bullied," Casaio told Gabriel, summarizing the situation. "He’s being examined by the royal doctor right now."
"Punish the kids who did this to Idris severely," Gabriel said.
"Yes, I will," Casaio stated. "Thanks, Gabriel, for informing so quickly."
"Don’t ntion it. Tell Idris to call when he will be free and feeling better," Gabriel requested.
"Hmm, I will. I’ll talk to you later." With that, Casaio hung up the call. He lowered the phone and imdiately checked to see if any ssage had co from Estelle, his secretary. He had forwarded her the pictures of the bullies and asked her to imdiately send a formal summon to their respective parents.
’I couldn’t protect Idris from this humiliation, but what the fuck was the school staff doing?’ Casaio thought, his anger flaring. ’I specifically told them to give extra attention and protection to Idris!’
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