My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 You Can’t Tell Laila

Laila’s POV:

“What is it?”

I tensed up instantly, and Raymond’s little face went tight too.

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Rowan looked at Raymond with a stern expression. “Did you ignore my instructions and add extra training on your own?”

“… Yes,” Raymond answered in a small voice. “I just wanted to get better sooner. Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Of course not,” Rowan said firmly. “Some things can only be done slowly. Your leg needs time to recover. If you push it beyond what it can handle, you’ll only make it worse.”

“Then… Can my leg still get better?” Raymond looked like he was on the verge of tears, and I turned to Rowan anxiously as well.

Rowan sighed, her expression softening. “It will get better. But from now on, you must listen to me. You’re absolutely not allowed to increase your training again. Little one, you need patience.”

“I understand, Dr. Sagewood!”

The moment he heard his leg could still heal, Raymond nodded over and over, promising he would never increase his rehabilitation exercises on his own again. Only then did Rowan nod in satisfaction.

I quickly added, “I’m sorry too. I’ll pay closer attention from now on. I’ve been so busy with the mating ceremony these past few days that I overlooked it.”

Rowan gave a small nod and didn’t say anything more.

As I walked her out, I suddenly remembered Elyse Harmon, far away in Bloodmoon Pack.

“Oh, right, Ms. Sagewood. Weren’t you the one who sent an apprentice to check on Elyse before? How is she doing now? I’ve written her two letters, and she never replied. I’m worried her condition might’ve worsened again.”

Elyse was my mother’s cousin. After my father and brothers died in battle, she came to Silvermoon pack while still ill herself just to stay with my mother. During that stretch of time, it was only because Elyse was there that my mother managed to endure it.

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Chapter 227 You Can’t Tell Laila

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“Ms. Harmon…”

Rowan stopped walking. Sunlight fell across her lashes, casting a shadow beneath them. “Her illness needs slow recovery. It isn’t something that can be fixed in a month or two. I heard she’s now recuperating in Moonlit Valley.”

“Moonlit Valley? Why would she go there? Couldn’t she recover in the Bloodmoon Pack?”

“Ms. Harmon wanted to go by herself. She said it was quiet there, the air was good, and there was also a small shrine to the Moon Goddess nearby. I hear it’s very effective. Lots of people go there to pray. She said recovering there would also let her pray for the Moon Goddess to watch over you.”

“Alright. I understand.”

I let out a soft sigh. My aunt Elyse had wanted, ever since she was young, to serve in the Moon Goddess Sanctum and never marry at all.

But her parents forced her into a political marriage with the Alpha of Bloodmoon, Pack. She wasn’t a strong–willed she–wolf, so in the end, she gave in.

I’d heard the marriage was never a happy one. After giving birth to two pups, she and the Alpha of Bloodmoon Pack basically began living apart. Elyse’s health kept getting worse too.

Later, when disaster struck our family, she came to take care of my mother and stayed in the Silvermoon Pack to recover at the same time. Rowan had been helping her regulate her health the whole while. Back then, my mother cried constantly, and Elyse cried right along with her.

She was also the one who strongly recommended Holt. She said Holt was my fated mate, that it was the Moon Goddess’s guidance, and that whatever the Moon Goddess arranged had to be for the best.

She’d also gotten along fairly well with Elara. She told me that although Elara wasn’t in good health, she had a decent temperament and probably wouldn’t make things difficult for me.

On the surface, that had seemed true. If Holt hadn’t later brought Maris back and tried to break our mate bond, I never would’ve realized how vile Elara truly was.

Still, Moonlit Valley was so sparsely populated, and it was far from the Bloodmoon Pack Alpha’s den. If something happened, who would take care of Elyse?

And even if she’d moved to Moonlit Valley, someone still should’ve forwarded my letters to her. How could there have been no reply at all?

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