Matilda's P.O.V
I had no choice but to return us back to her organization. I have no idea what was happening and how we ended up back in mother's tomb but I knew for a fact that Violet was not in good shape after we teleported inside. The womb's core keeps pulsating and sends large shockwaves all around us making the children below growl restless as I did my best to keep Violet conscious before escaping the underground facility.
I called out for her nannies who came rushing at me and Violet at the entrance. Blood dripped from her body, staining my garments. The liquid also pooled underneath our feet as they pulled her off of my arms. They were all in a rush to find where she might have gotten hurt. We all had to vacate the area and move to the pharmaceutical wing where we can have more privacy. Her maids took off all her clothing to assess her body and find the open wound. Only. There was none.
