Chapter 202
But these weren’t normal circumstances. Silas lurked somewhere in the shadows, Cornelius’s conspiracy ticking toward the full moon like a lit fuse, and Eileen carried our child in a body already stressed by constant low–grade danger.
Yet… Eileen needed this. Needed to be more than the target we all protected, the pregnant mate hiding behind reinforced walls. A Luna ceremony would give her the chance to dress beautifully, celebrate life instead of strategizing against death, breathe air that didn’t taste
of perpetual vigilance.
And Northridge territory was genuinely safe, protected by natural barriers and Adrian’s formidable reputation. If we could confirm Silas
was still lurking near our borders rather than ranging free…
The bond stirred before I’d finished the thought. Eileen, waking. I felt her consciousness surface like a swimmer breaking through water,
still soft with sleep but sharpening as she registered my presence.
I pulled my communicator free, thumbing it active as the medical station’s lights appeared through the trees. Dawn was breaking properly
now, pale gold replacing silver moonlight.
Regis? Eileen’s message came just in time. You’re back? I thought I felt you…
I’m at the station entrance. Brought back an injured Beta who needs immediate treatment.
I’m coming now! The sleepiness vanished instantly, replaced by crisp professional focus that never failed to stir both pride and possessive
satisfaction in equal measure.
Through the bond, I felt her moving–concern for an unknown patient overriding any hesitation, that core of steel wrapped in gentleness
that had first drawn me to her. She’d been willing to risk herself for a dying wolf, even desperate in the forest. That essential nature never
changed, only grew stronger as she learned to trust her own worth.
I dismounted at the main entrance, gathering Owen carefully. A night–shift orderly appeared, eyes widening at the sight of blood.
“Prepare a bed,” I ordered quietly, and he vanished immediately.
I stood there holding Owen’s weight, letting myself simply breathe. The bond pulsed warm and steady as Eileen approached–running by the sound of it, probably yanking on clothes as she went, her hair undoubtedly tangled because she never remembered to braid it before
sleep.
If Silas stays hidden, I thought, if these days pass quietly… we’ll go to Northridge. Let her dance and laugh and remember joy exists alongside
danger.
The medical station door burst open and there she was–barefoot despite the cold, sleep shirt half–tucked into hastily donned trousers, chamomile and apple sweetness washing over me like a benediction. Kieran appeared behind her, more properly dressed but with his
sword belt buckled askew.
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Eileen’s eyes found mine, flashed with relief that I was whole, then dropped to Owen in immediate professional assessment.
“Careful,” I warned as she started forward too quickly, catching her elbow when she stumbled at the threshold. “The child, remember?”
She nodded impatiently, already turning toward the open doorway. “What’s his condition? How long has he been bleeding?”
“Hours. Rogue attack, neck and shoulder wounds, infection setting in.” I moved inside, Owen’s weight still cradled against my chest.
The main treatment room swallowed us in lamplight and antiseptic herbs. Eileen snapped orders to the orderly about clean water and
bandages, her hands already moving toward Owen with practiced confidence.
I laid him carefully on the prepared bed, noting how even unconscious his face held gentle determination. Adrian had sent his best–not just a messenger but someone capable of surviving a rogue pack despite being badly outnumbered.
The kind of wolf who belongs in a pack, Valdor murmured. Perhaps ours.
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The certainty of that thought felt strange but right. I shook it off, stepping back to let Eileen work, watching as her focus narrowed to
laser precision.
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Next chapter is also a duplicate of this chapter. What is going on!!!
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