ELEANOR / ELYSE P.O.V
"Nurse! Nurse! "Please help my son!" I screamed as I entered the hospital, carrying my son in my arms. I didn't know what to do because I was afraid, and until now, the blood is still flowing from his nose.
"Put him here." Said a nurse and gave me a wheelchair I put my son there before they pushed him to the ICU and I asked why they'd put my son there.
"Nurse! Why are you taking him to the ICU? Maybe my son's condition isn't that bad?!" I asked the nurse anxiously.
"Ma'am, he's going to be admitted to the ICU, because when I first saw him, he looked like he couldn't breathe, and he was very pale like he was out of blood, and I can take him to the ICU right now, and he might get a blood transfusion, so prepare yourself or the child's father, because only the two of you can get the child's blood type." She said, That's why my heart beats faster, because what if my son and I don't have the same blood type… where can I find my child's father? 
"Nurse, please call Dr. Ramerez!" I heard the nurse say as soon as she entered the ICU, and it was like my heart was being pierced by thousands of needles because of my son's condition. I was washing my face with both palms because I didn't know what was happening to me.
I don't know where I can find a blood donor if my son and I don't have the same blood type… I feel like I'm going crazy. I'm just sitting on my side, knees still in my face, crying quietly. I don't know how many hours I sat in the corner when suddenly the ICU door opened and I was there in an instant.
"Doctor, how is my son?" I asked the doctor who had just come out.
"Your son's condition is stable, he'll stay in the ICU for now until he gets a blood transfusion." Said the doctor and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Doctor, what is my son's blood type? I might have type B blood, Doc." I told the doctor shaking and I was nervous again.
"You and your son aren't the same because your son's blood is type A, so send your husband here first because he's the only one we can transfer the blood to for your son." Based on his answer, I sat down weakly and stared blankly ahead.
"Ma'am, are you okay?" The doctor asked me a question, but I seemed to hear nothing, and at that moment something came back to my mind that revived my hope.
"I'm your husband…" 
"I'm your husband…" 
"I'm your husband…" These words kept running through my head, and I suddenly stopped before I saw the doctor.
"Doctor, please take care of my son first, because I'm going to see my son's father first," I said lightly and didn't wait for his answer because I ran out of the hospital even though I was covered in blood. As soon as I left the hospital, I immediately hailed a cab and got in.
"Take me to the wolf company," I said to the driver, and the nervousness in my chest would not go away, almost both my hands were shaking with nervousness and fear that if my son did not get a blood transfusion, he would be gone forever.
I just shook my head at my thoughts. A few hours later, the cab stopped right in front of a very tall building with a wolf's head on top, as if this had been his design.
I paid the cab driver before I got out and walked straight towards the building, but when I was in front of the building to enter, a security guard suddenly blocked my way.
"Woman, you are not allowed in here because your clothes are covered in blood, maybe you have a bad plan. I did see you come in earlier, but I can not just let you in." The guard blocked my way, so I begged him to let me in.
"Guard, please… I need to talk to your boss…..I need him." I was crying and feeling weak because I was tired and hungry and too worried about my son's condition.
"You are not allowed you need to fix yourself first."
"Guard! How can I fix myself in this situation when my son's life is in danger? I need to talk to your boss, even if you give me a moment!" I yelled out of frustration.
I tried to step in, but the guard grabbed me before pushing me, and the other employees almost winced at the scene I was making.
"That's not allowed!" The guard also yelled angrily, and I could not help but cry and kneel in front of him.
"P-please…..I beg you to let me in….(hiccup)…..I just need to talk to your boss for a minute." I pleaded with the guard as I knelt in front of him.
"Oh my God…she's still pretty enough to kneel and cry in front of a security guard."
"Call the chief, quick, because I feel sorry for her."
"Just pray the boss does not yell at me and I get fired because I will take you to your grave!" I heard someone say.
I was not ashamed, because all I felt was fear and weakness. I do not know how many minutes I was on my knees bowing to the building when suddenly there was a scream from the side that made everyone stop, and it was as if a demon had come.
"DAMN YOU ALL! WHO FUCKING TOLD YOU TO MAKE MY WIFE KNEEL, DAMN!" The man shouted in his cold voice and I knew it was him. I lifted my head and looked at him, I could see the anger in his gray eyes, and I cried looking at him while he was close to me.
"Damn it, wife, are you hurt? Why are your clothes covered in blood? Did you fucking hurt her?!" He's angry at his employees, who are turning pale because of their boss's anger.
"Woman, answer me, are you all right?" He asked thoughtfully as he knelt to measure me.
"I am fine … but my son is not," I told him through tears and I knew you could hear the fatigue in my voice because I was weak and sweaty, as was the blood on my clothes and it seemed dry.
"Stop crying, okay, tell me what happened to our son, did something bad happen to him?" He asked calmly and I nodded to him like a child.
"He needs you….I just want to talk to you, that's why I am here, but they will not let me in." I reported to him as I sobbed.
"Let us go." He said and slowly made me stand up but I do not know why my vision suddenly darkened as I collapsed, he grabbed me and an angry voice was the last thing I heard.
"F* CK YOU ALL, PREPARED ALL YOUR SELF WHO WATCH AND MAKE MAY WIFE KNEEL!!!!" I heard. Before I feel like floating, I feel safe in his arms.
Time passed and I turned around remembering my son, I saw that I was in a hospital bed and I looked around without anyone, it was like a dream that everything happened earlier, I slowly left the hospital bed even though I was dizzy, I could handle it, I reached the door as fast as I could before I went out and realized that I was still in the same hospital.
I quickly went to the ICU to see how my son was doing. When I got there I found nothing, I suddenly got scared and my tears started flowing again, I came out crying in the ICU and immediately grabbed the arm of a nurse who came by
"Nurse, where is my son who was in the ICU earlier?" I weakly asked the nurse, who stopped walking because I was holding her arm.
"The boy who was there earlier is your son, he has been moved to a single room and has had a blood transfusion." She replied smiling and I let go of her arm.
"As far as I know, my son and I are not of the same blood, so how could he get a blood transfusion?" I asked, puzzled.
"Ma'am, earlier a man immediately inquired where your son was so he could get a blood transfusion, so Doctor Ramerez accompanied him to the ICU to check on your son, and after the blood transfusion he immediately moved him to a private room, and if you want to see your son, go to room 15 on the second floor, you'll be left alone there because I still have many patients to see." She replied with a smile and turned around.
I didn't know if it was true that I was kneeling in front of a guard begging to speak to his boss, I just shook my head and walked to the elevator, and got in before pressing 2. Even though there was a staircase, I couldn't seem to climb it because I was still weak from being hungry, my stomach suddenly growled, good thing I wasn't in the elevator with anyone.
I just held my breath because I wanted to see my son first and not my hunger.
"Ting!" When the elevator opened on the 2nd floor, I went out and looked for room 15, when I found it, I opened it immediately, and a clean room and a big bed with my son lying in the middle, oversized room. I walked closer to my son and looked at him, I saw that his skin was the right color again, it was no longer pale, and I saw that he had oxygen in his nose and glucose. I sat down next to him on the edge of the bed and held his hand.
"I'm sorry son, if I had picked you up right away you wouldn't be like this, I was a careless mother," I said weakly and kissed him on the forehead.
I thought I'd just let my hunger go to sleep because I don't want to leave my son. After all, if I leave him, something bad might happen to him again.