From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Julia’s POV

The hospital corridor seemed to stretch endlessly, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows across the linoleum floor. I stood there,

my back against the wall, trying to steady my trembling hands enough to attempt a mindlink with my brother.

Eric? Are you there? What happened? The nurse said you were covered in blood… please answer me.

I pushed the thoughts through our sibling bond, desperate for some explanation. Nothing came back except a faint humming-the

mindlink equivalent of static. My heart sank. Either Eric was too far away, unconscious, or deliberately blocking me.

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Kaia paced anxiously within our shared consciousness. Try again. He saved Daniel. He must have had a reason.

Before I could make another attempt, the ICU door swung open. Claire Wright emerged, her designer clothes wrinkled from hours of

sitting vigil by her son’s bedside. Her eyes, red-rimmed from crying, instantly hardened like polished stone when they landed on me.

My throat tightened. I’d seen that look before-the way Nathan’s mother used to look at wolves she deemed beneath her. A mix of disgust

and dismissal that made you feel smaller than dust. I instinctively straightened my rumpled clothes, painfully aware of my disheveled

appearance and the lingering smell of whiskey.

“You.” The single word sliced through the air. Claire’s jaw clenched as she took a deliberate step toward me. “The girl who’s responsible for

my son fighting for his life.”

I flinched, unable to meet her gaze. The fluorescent lights caught on something clutched in her hand-Daniel’s student ID card. Her knuckles were white where she gripped it, the plastic edges digging into her palm.

“Mrs. Wright, I-”

“This isn’t a conversation I want to have in a hallway.” She cut me off, glancing at a passing nurse. “Follow me.”

It wasn’t a request. Claire turned sharply on her heel, expecting obedience. My feet moved automatically, years of pack hierarchy conditioning kicking in. We walked in tense silence to a small waiting room at the end of the corridor. It was empty, with foam coffee cups abandoned on side tables and outdated magazines scattered across chairs.

Claire closed the door behind us with a decisive click that made me jump. Then she just… stared at me. Said nothing.

Those red-rimmed eyes boring into mine with such intensity that I felt physically pinned against the wall. Seconds stretched into what felt like minutes, the silence deafening in the small space. I shifted my weight, fingers nervously twisting the hem of my sweater.

The sheer power radiating from her was suffocating. If Daniel hadn’t told me she was an executive in a company, I would have assumed she was a detective or prosecutor-someone who made suspects confess just by looking at them. My chest tightened with each passing moment under her scrutiny, her gaze methodically cataloging every flaw, every weakness.

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Chapter 47

I couldn’t take it anymore. As I gathered what little courage I had left to break the silence or simply flee, Claire finally spoke, her voice

low and razor-sharp.

“Stay away from my son. You’ve caused enough damage.”

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Thos words sliced through me like silver blades. I flinched, feeling the weight of accusation in each syllable. A hot flush of shame spread

across my face, followed by a cold wave of fear that settled in my stomach. My wolf, Kaia, bristled defensively within me, but I pushed her

back.

What right did I have to defend myself? Daniel was lying unconscious in a hospital bed because of me. Because I had selfishly believed I

could have something normal, something good. I’d brought him into my poisoned world, knowing-somewhere deep down-that Nathan

would never allow me happiness.

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