Divorced and Chased by My Alpha Billionaire Ex-Husband
Chapter 45: A Miracle

Chapter 45: A Miracle

Dr. Peters nodded, her expression filled with empathy. "Yes, she’s carrying twins. Both babies survived the impact, which is nothing short of a miracle considering the severity of the accident."

Hades’s eyes widened in shock, the tension in his body slowly shifting from disbelief to relief.

Twins.

Aurora had been carrying two lives—two precious lives that had somehow endured the trauma of the crash.

His breath caught in his throat, awe, and dread flooding him.

"But," Dr. Peters continued, her voice tinged with urgency, "Aurora’s condition is still extremely critical. She’s suffering from severe internal injuries. Right now, there’s a 70 percent chance she won’t survive. We’ve done all we can for now, but the next 24 hours will be crucial."

Sophia’s knees trembled, and she sank into the nearest chair, her mind reeling with the gravity of the situation.

The relief of hearing that the babies survived was overshadowed by the terrifying realization that Aurora was hanging by a thread.

The fear clawed at her heart, and despite the overwhelming emotions, she forced herself to stay strong.

She couldn’t fall apart—not now.

Hades stood frozen, the weight of the news settling on his shoulders like a heavy, suffocating cloak.

A part of him wanted to feel hope at the survival of the babies, but the rest of him was drowning in the cold reality that Aurora might not live to see them born.

His hands balled into fists, anger and helplessness swirling in his gut.

For once in his life, he couldn’t control the outcome.

"We will continue to monitor her closely," Dr. Peters said, her voice gentle. "But right now, you both need to prepare for the possibility that she might not make it. The best we can do is wait."

Hades and Sophia remained silent as the doctor left, the weight of her words echoing in the sterile, fluorescent-lit hallway.

Sophia buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking as she fought back tears.

Hades clenched his jaw, staring blankly at the door to the operating room, his mind racing with frantic thoughts.

It wasn’t until the hallway quieted that something clicked in his mind—Sophia’s documentary.

He turned slowly, his eyes narrowing on her as a fragmented memory surfaced.

In the documentary she had worked on a few years ago, there had been something—something about resurrection.

He hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time, dismissing it as mystical nonsense, but now it was all he could think about.

Could Sophia help?

Was there something more to what she had uncovered?

"Sophia," Hades said, his voice rough and filled with the tension of restrained hope.

She looked up, her tear-streaked face confused. "What?"

"In your documentary," Hades began, trying to recall the details, "there was something... something about resurrection, wasn’t there?"

Sophia’s eyes narrowed as Hades mentioned the documentary.

The memory of what he had done with it, how he had stolen her hard work for his own gain, flooded her with anger.

She glared at him, her expression hardening.

"Of course, you’d remember that now," she spat, her voice thick with bitterness. "You stole my documentary, twisted my research for your own benefit. And now you want me to use it to save Aurora?"

Hades rolled his eyes, dismissing her anger like it was a minor inconvenience. "Sophia, you’re concerned for Aurora, and I’m concerned for Aurora. Can’t you just do this for her sake? Let the past go."

Sophia’s glare intensified, the pain of her past rising to the surface.

She couldn’t ignore what had happened before, not now. "Let the past go? Do you even remember what happened to my family? My mother was from a witch race, Hades. My dad, a Gamma in your father’s pack. And when your father found out my mom practised witchcraft, he banished her, tore our family apart. You don’t get to tell me to let it go."

She was trembling now, her voice raw with emotion. "I know the resurrection can work. I’ve seen it in ancient texts, I know how to do it. But I can’t."

Hades’s face hardened, his tone indifferent. "So what you’re really trying to say is that you don’t care if Aurora and her innocent pups die? Is that it, Sophia?"

Sophia froze, recognizing the emotional blackmail he was using against her.

He was trying to manipulate her into action, using her love for Aurora to push her beyond her limits.

Her heart ached with the weight of the choice before her, and despite the pain, she stood her ground.

"You think this is about not caring?" she snapped, her voice cold. "My mother did the resurrection once, Hades. And it cost her everything. It’s why she got so sick, why she was banished. She made me swear—swear—that I would never use it on anyone. Because it would kill me."

Hades’s gaze remained unmoved, his impatience and lack of concern for her struggles evident. "So you’re just going to stand by and watch Aurora die?"

Sophia swallowed hard, her heart breaking under the weight of her friend’s life hanging in the balance.

But the truth was something she couldn’t deny. "I can’t do it, Hades. Not without losing my own life. And I’m not going to do that—not even for Aurora."

Hades scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "You’re a fake friend, then. All this time, you’ve been riding on Aurora’s wealth and power, pretending to care."

Sophia flinched at his words, but her eyes remained cold as she stood her ground. "You might as well add that I’ve been her friend since childhood because I liked you."

Hades’s eyes widened, caught off guard by her confession.

He blinked, the realization settling in slowly.

He hadn’t known.

All those years, he had avoided her, dismissed her feelings without even realizing they existed.

He shook his head, waving the thought away as if it didn’t matter.

"I don’t care about that," he muttered, turning his back on her. "What I care about is that you’re not willing to help Aurora. She’s dying, Sophia."

Frustration boiled inside him, anger rising as he weighed his options.

If she wouldn’t help, maybe he could force her to do it.

He was Alpha, after all.

He could command his men, use his influence to bend her to his will.

His mind raced, calculating how best to force her hand, when Sophia’s voice cut through his thoughts like a blade.

"There’s a better option," she said, her voice low but firm.

Hades paused, glancing back at her, intrigued despite his annoyance. "What do you mean?"

Sophia’s eyes burned with intensity as she locked gazes with him. "There’s another way to save Aurora. One that doesn’t involve resurrection. But you need to stop trying to control everything, Hades. Do you want to save her? Then listen to me."