Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 The Operation

Chapter 92 The Operation

Baron’s POV

I glanced at the two children.

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Sean looked like he wanted to scream, his small hands curled into fists but Susie was quiet, her silence was more terrifying.

I barked an order at Shauna, “take them away and keep them safe. Lock the wing. While I’m in surgery, no one – and I mean no one

– interrupts. If a member of the pack tries to push past you, treat them as an assassin.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

Shauna’s voice was steady, though I could see the tremor in her fingers as she clasped a small hand in each of hers.

Sean’s voice wavered, his eyes filled with desperate hope. “Papa… you’ll save Mommy, right?”

“Yes.”

I couldn’t bring myself to scold him.

None of this was his fault, yet his presence had sparked the violent fracture in Finn.

After the trauma of that kick, Natalie’s internal systems were crashing; the Soul–Anchor I had provided was slipping.

The skin grafts had to be done now, or the rejection of her own body would finish what the fire started.

Susie still said nothing.

She bit her lip until the scent of blood hit the air, her gaze fixed on her mother’s limp form as I lifted her.

When the children were led away, I carried Natalie myself.

I didn’t trust a gurney or a nurse; I needed to feel the faint beat of her heart against my chest to know she was still with me.

The villa went into total lockdown.

The moment Natalie was placed on the cold, sterile operating table, a hidden door in the reinforced stone wall slid open.

A figure stepped out from the shadows.

Yvonne.

She was pale but she was very much alive.

She looked at Natalie and her eyes filled with tears. “Baron… How did this happen?… Natalie… she’ll be alright, won’t she?”

“I won’t let death claim her,” I answered, my eyes moving straight to her. “But Yvonne, I told you the price when I hid you. Now I need your skin for her grafts… Will you give it?”

Yvonne didn’t hesitate.

She stepped toward the secondary table.

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Chapter 92 The Operation

you hadn’t known

ing would happen at the hotel – If you had

I’d be the one lying dead in that wreckage now. My life is yours, Alpha. Donating skin is a small debt for

I had sensed the betrayal in Finn weeks ago, and the Blood Puppet from fvonne’s own blood was a necessary

traitors

“Your fake death was needed to get rid of the spies. But don’t worry – after the surgery, I’ll give you a new identity.

until the war is won:

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“Thank you. I’m ready”

She stripped off her outer clothes without shame, her skin smooth and unmarked that I had to rethink.

My hands were already moving before I could catch myself, my claws retracted as i used a silver scalpel to begin debriding Natalie’s ruined, scorched flesh.

The risk was immense.

Normally, such massive grafts on a werewolf required months of recovery.

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But Natalie’s human side was too far gone.

I had to do it all in one night – a marathon of stitching flesh and channeling my own Alpha essence to keep her spirit from fleeing the pain.

It was a battle where two lives were laid on the altar.

Breathing deep, I injected Yvonne with a powerful sedative.

Then I began the surgery.

Shauna’s POV

The heavy doors of the operating theater hissed shut, sealing the Alpha and the woman he loved inside the sterilized room.

I stood in the corridor, the weight of the two children’s hands in mine feeling like the most fragile thing I’d ever held.

‘Because they are,‘ Lea, my wolf said in my head.

“Take them away,” Baron had barked. “Keep them safe. No one interrupts.”

I led Susie and Sean toward the lounge, my own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

‘What if she dies? Baron might lose his mind and go crazy…‘ I thought to myself but my wolf grunted in response.

‘He’s stronger than that… She will survive… she responded in some creepy knowing tone.

Sean’s voice was small, wavering with a terror that broke my heart. “Papa… will save Mommy, right?”

“Yes,” I answered for Baron.

I squeezed Sean’s hand. “Your father is the best there is. If anyone can bring her back from the edge of the Moon, it’s him”

I settled them into the lounge, but they wouldn’t sit

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Sean looked at me, his eyes wide and searching. “Shauna… did Papa find the right donor for Mommy? He said only a ‘True Match could save her.”

I felt a pang of guilt so sharp I had to look away.

I couldn’t tell him that Yvonn he girl they were currently mourning – was alive in that room, offering her own skin to help save

their mother.

Baron had always been d

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alculating; so when he created a Blood–Puppet to go to the hotel in Yvonne’s place, no one

st your Papa”

The children die

They’re so m

They sate

ressing my lips together. “Everything will be fine.”

their stubborn little bodies wouldn’t leave the vicinity of the theater.

ubborn father.

the floor by the door, refusing the food and water the servants brought.

Hours

xhaustion won the battle.

as Sean’s head nodded and he slumped against Susie’s shoulder, both of them falling into a peaceful sleep.

them to the nearby sofa, covering them with a heavy fur, then returned to pace the corridor alone.

erves were raw.

wolf was pacing beneath my skin, agitated by the scent of blood leaking from under the theater doors.

inally, after twelve grueling hours, the red “In Progress” light flicked off.

My head snapped up as the doors hissed open.

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