Chapter 10 A Gift Left Unopened
“Alpha, are you really going to sever your bond with Florence just for me?”
Ursa’s voice trembled as she looked up, her pale lips quivering, though a flicker of hope lit her eyes.
When Baldwin gave a silent nod, she threw herself into his arms. “You’re so good to me,” she whispered emotionally. “Ever since I found out Florence was your fated mate, I thought I’d never get the chance to be with you again.
“Florence is an omega-she needs your protection to survive. But I’m a beta. I can take care of myself,” she added, clutching at him.
Baldwin stiffened for a split second before wrapping his arms around her fragile shoulders.
He’d always liked Ursa. For years, he’d envisioned a life with her-becoming mates, building a future together. But right now, something inside his chest ached, deep and dull.
Baldwin rubbed the bridge of his nose, trying to shake off the sensation. It had to be the backlash from rejecting a fated mate.
That’s what the old teachings said, after all-if you defied the Moon Goddess, there was always a price to pay.
Not that it mattered. He didn’t care about that venomous she-wolf. He had no feelings for. Florence.
He told himself that. Repeated it like a prayer.
“Don’t look at it like that,” he said, patting Ursa’s back. “You and I were meant to be. You’ve proven yourself—your strength, your character. You’re far more suited to be Luna than she ever was.”
After helping Ursa settle into the hospital room, the healer assured Baldwin that her condition was stable-just a mild observation stay. If nothing changed by morning, she’d be discharged.
Baldwin finally breathed easy.
Ursa tugged at his sleeve with a soft pout. “Alpha, I’m a little hungry. Can you get me some dessert from the shop on the street corner?”
“Alright, I’ll do it now,” he replied without hesitation.
As he stepped into the hallway, he nearly bumped into one of his gamma bodyguards rushing in. The man had smudges of dried blood on his sleeves.
It was the same bodyguard who had saved Florence from the cliff that night.
“Where’s Florence? Why isn’t she here?” Baldwin asked, brow furrowed.
The gamma seemed caught off guard; Alpha had never once cared about Florence’s whereabouts before.
“She didn’t come to the hospital with us,” the guard said, lowering his voice.
“But she asked me to bring you a gift. It’s in the car. Would you like to take a look?”
Baldwin paused. Florence had mentioned preparing something for him.
Now that he thought about it, she’d sent him gifts every year, but he’d never bothered to open them.
“Right away.”
He paid, took the paper bag, and unconsciously dug his nails into his palm.
What could Florence have possibly sent this time? Surely not food-she knew it would’ve spoiled.
“A rare artifact, maybe? Years ago, he’d once mentioned offhand that he was curious about Moonleaf Vine-a mystical plant that only grew in the icy forests of the north. A few weeks later, that idiot omega had trekked across nearly two thousand miles of snow and wilderness, bringing back a perfect specimen just for him. She’d placed it by his window for him to admire, while her body was covered in frostbite and bruises.
What would it be this time? Baldwin was curious.
Back at the hospital, Ursa beamed. “You’re so nice to me, Alpha.”
Baldwin handed her the cake, but his mind had already drifted. Where was Florence? Would she show up with her mysterious gift in hand, just like before?
His phone lit up.
Baldwin’s heart jumped; he quickly clicked on it, but the message wasn’t from her.
He grew mad all of a sudden. She’d been out of contact for far too long. Florence was never like this. She’d never just disappear on him.
Had he gone too easy on her lately? Was that why she thought it was okay to throw a tantrum and vanish?

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