TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 113

CHAPTER 76: WHO TO TRUST?-1

EMBER’S POV

Dr. Patel nods, no judgment in her expression.

“Do you want to take it now, or bring it with you?”

“Now. Please.”

She pours water from a pitcher on her desk and hands me the glass. uncork the vial, and the smell hits

me immediately – bitter and earthy, like something dug up from deep underground.

I think about Knox’s face this morning, soft with sleep and want. The way he whispered missed youbetween us. The story he told me in the dark about an ice wolf and a silver fox.

I think about the baby I lost. The one I never got to hold, never got to name, never got to tell that I would have loved them despite everything.

I think about my mother, bitter and broken, spending her whole life punishing everyone around her for the

life she felt she’d been cheated out of.

I drink.

The taste is worse than the smell – thick and medicinal, coating my tongue with something disdainful. I

chase it with water, swallowing hard, and wait for the relief to hit.

It doesn’t come.

There’s no lightning bolt of clarity or sudden peace It’s just a hollow numbness spreading through my chest, filling the spaces where hope used to live.

This is survival. This is smart. This is protecting myself from a future that was never promised to me in the

first place.

I set the glass down. My hand is steady. That feels like a victory, even if nothing else does,

“Thank you,” I say, and my voice only shakes a little.

Dr. Patel studies me for a moment, something knowing in her eyes.

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“Take care of yourself, Miss Aragon. And if you ever need to talk about this or anything else

is open.”

– my door

The kindness in her voice threatens to undo me. I nod quickly, grab the bag of bandages, and escape before the cracks in my composure become visible.

The corridor outside the clinic feels colder than before.

I lean against the wall, pressing my palm flat against my stomach like I can feel something different there. Like the herbs have already changed me in some fundamental way.

CHAPTER WHO TO TRUST? !

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They haven’t. I know they haven’t. This is just biology, just chemistry, just a practical decision made by a practical woman who learned the hard way that hope is a luxury she can’t afford.

My phone buzzes in my pocket.

I pull it out, grateful for the distraction, and find a text from Queenie.

‘Getting ready for tonight’s closing ceremony!! Come to my suite and we can do hair and makeup together? I have champagne and gossip and OPINIONS about your dress choices!!!‘

The message is pure Queenie – bright and bubbly, exclamation points scattered like confetti. Her usual energy, unchanged, unbothered.

But my thumb hovers over the screen without typing a response.

The photo burns in my memory. Queenie leaving a security office, the timestamp from days ago.

The anonymous sender’s words:Ask your best friend what she was doing in Nathaniel’s security suite. Ask her which files she accessed. Ask her why Logan Reeves smiled at her in the lobby afterward. Some betrayals come from the people you trust most.

Who sent it? Why? And what was Queenie doing accessing security files?

My fingers move robotically, typing a response that feels hollow even as I send it.

‘Sounds fun. I’ll be there around 4?‘

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