Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239

Violet’s POV:

‘Processing a discharge, Daemon answered, his tone flat and dismissive.

Celeste was being discharged already? I felt a flicker of confusion cut through my exhaustion. Did that mean she’d be heading to North Summit Pack for the second transplant procedure soon?

Since Daemon had come specifically to handle Celeste’s arrangements, there was no reason for me to tag along. The moment the car stopped, I pulled out my phone and called Leo, requesting he pick me up from the hospital entrance.

“You’re not coming up to visit?” Evan asked, pausing before opening his door.

I watched Daemon’s solitary figure disappear through the hospital’s main entrance, noting the rigid set of his shoulders and the deliberate distance he was maintaining from both Evan and me. His anger radiated off him in waves so thick they were almost tangible–he was pointedly ignoring us.

“I don’t make a habit of visiting my rivals,” I replied evenly. “You should get to work.”

‘Once Celeste’s discharge paperwork is finalized, she’ll likely head straight to North Summit Pack for the second transplant procedure, Evan continued, making no move to leave. Instead, he stood beside the car with both hands tucked into his pockets, his pale green eyes studying me with that clinical assessment he’d perfected over years of medical practice. “Daemon will accompany her, of course.”

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I’d already anticipated as much. Daemon had promised that once the surgery was complete, he wouldn’t interfere with whatever consequences I chose to deliver. I was content to wait.

‘I know,” I said simply, waving him off with a dismissive gesture. “Seriously, go. Don’t let me keep you.”

Evan hesitated, something flickering across his features–words that seemed to rise and die before reaching his lips. Then he simply nodded and turned Loward the hospital entrance.

I remained alone at the curb, watching the steady stream of people flowing through the automatic doors. What I hadn’t expected was to encounter Ruby Morrison and Mason Morrison before Leo arrived.

Mason had clearly been discharged recently, but he looked diminished–his complexion aspen, his movements catelul as though his chest might pit open When they spotted me, they exchanged a significant look weighted with wariness.

Mess Guide rest, Ruby approached first. What brings you here?”

Wasting for any ride. I answered simply

Ruby nodded. Then Mason begide her suddenly pressed one hand against his chest, his face costarting with discordost Huby’s hands coas test and i lum as alarm flooded her features Miss Goldcrest please Ineed help! Ecant support him alone!

I hesitated briefly before stepping forward to help steady Mason wright bewus

The heart still gives me trouble sometimes Masun managed after stiralingged breaths Baseplate

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Chapter 239

When Leo’s car finally pulled up to the curb, I slid into the backseat without ceremony, immediately leaning my head back against the leather and closing my eyes. Sleep had been elusive lately, and what rest Id managed to find last night had been poor quality at best–alcohol–induced unconsciousness leaving me more drained than refreshed. Before I knew it, exhaustion pulled me under again.

“Miss Goldcrest?‘ Leo’s voice eventually penetrated the fog, gentle but insistent. “We’re home.”

I blinked awake slowly, disoriented and cotton–mouthed, Reaching automatically for my phone to check the time, my fingers met empty fabric. Confusion sharpened to alarm as I patted down my pockets more frantically. “That’s strange–where’s my phone?

A cold sense of foreboding crawled down my spine as I twisted in my seat, checking the floor beneath me and the cushions around where I’d been sitting. Nothing. The phone was simply gone.

My mind raced backward, landing with uncomfortable certainty on my encounter with Ruby and Mason. Had I dropped my phone while helping steady Mason or had it been taken deliberately? Ruby had heard the recording on my phone before–she would have told Celeste, and Celeste would absolutely try

to destroy that evidence.

“Turn around,” I said sharply. “Take me back to the hospital. My phone was stolen by the Morrisons. I’m certain of it.”

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