Rise of the Banished She-Wolf (Evelyn) novel Chapter 166

Evelyn

The steady beep of monitoring equipment had become my constant companion over the past few days. I had been floating in and out of consciousness, aware of Devon’s presence beside my bed, his hand clutching mine as if I might slip away if he

10. 10.

Today was different. The doctors had finally deemed me stable enough to be moved from the ICU to a regular room. My body still ached everywhere, but at least I was fully conscious and able to sit up against a stack of pillows. The private room Devon had arranged was more like a hotel suite than a hospital room, with a view of the Seattle skyline.

A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.

“Look what the cat dragged in,” a familiar voice called from the doorway.

I turned to see Edward leaning against the doorframe, his usually immaculate appearance slightly disheveled, dark circles under his eyes suggesting he hadn’t slept much.

“God, you look terrible!” Edward said with his typical bluntness as he approached my bed.

“Thanks,” I croaked, my voice still rough from the breathing tube they’d removed yesterday. “You sure know how to make a girl feel

special.”

Edward’s expression softened as he pulled up a chair. “You look better than three days ago, I’ll give you that.”

“I feel better,” I admitted, shifting slightly and wincing at the pain in my ribs. “At least I’m out of the ICU.”

“Well, you certainly know how to cause a scene. Hall has been terrorizing the hospital staff. I think the nurses draw straws to see who h to come in here when he’s around.” Edward’s tone was light, but I could see the concern in his eyes.

“What happened with Vera?” I asked, remembering the reason I was here in the first place.

Edward’s expression darkened. “Our dear Devon tracked her down to the harbor. She jumped into the water when cornered. Took five da but the authorities finally found her. They’re saying she has ‘mental health issues.”

“He drove her insane?” I couldn’t help the small smile that formed on my lips despite everything.

‘I wouldn’t put it past him. He was… determined.” Edward’s voice held a note of grudging respect.

“Good,” I whispered, a warm feeling spreading through my chest despite my injuries. Devon had avenged me,

While Devon was hunting her, I’ve been tracking her brother Barry,” Edward continued. “That little bastard is also in a life–or–death situation now. I haven’t decided if I’ll let him live yet.”

Chapter 166

“The Whites contacted you, didn’t they?‘ I asked, noting the tension in his jaw.

“They want to work with Moonlight. They’re offering a truce if we spate Barry.” Edward’s voice was cold, “As if I know the meaning of

‘spare.”

I sighed, feeling the weight of my injuries. “Since both troublemakers are being dealt with, we should probably let Gregory know.”

“Gregory? The one who’s been causing you trouble at the mansion?”

“He’s been cooperative lately,” I explained. “He gave me information about the Whites and The Crimson.”

I reached for my phone on the bedside table, wincing at the pain the movement caused. Edward quickly handed it to me, and I dialed Gregory’s number.

When Gregory arrived an hour later, I was more alert. He entered carrying a small bouquet of flowers, looking uncomfortable in the

hospital setting.

“You didn’t need to bring flowers,” I said.

Gregory set the flowers aside and straightened, giving Edward a respectful nod before turning back to me. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I fell from a second–story window,” I replied. “But I’ll live.”

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