TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 344

CHAPTER 272: MY WIFE, MY MATE, MY LOVE–1

EMBER’S POV

The colour drains from Knox’s face so fast it’s like watching someone pull a plug.

“She thinks he’s alive,” I continue, and the words feel dangerous leaving my mouth, like setting somethin loose that I can’t put back. “She heard whispers among the nurses a few nights ago. An emergency call went out demanding every qualified surgeon in the hospital. All ten senior doctors pulled from their shif in the middle of the night, driven out in private cars. The patient was in critical condition. She thinks it w

Rafael.”

Knox doesn’t respond.

His eyes go blank, sinking to a place I can’t follow. The Lycan King is taking over.

I can practically see the ruthless calculations forming behind his stare–a cold precision that terrifies an

reassures me all at once.

His jaw locks.

“You think it’s true, don’t you?” I ask.

“FUCK.” The word comes out sharp and vicious and he drops my hand to drag his palm across his jaw. ↑ KNEW I should have ripped that bastard’s head clean off his shoulders. I knew it. I stepped over him and left and I chose you and that was the right call but it was also a mistake and I am going to regret that ope

door for the rest of my-”

“Knox.” My voice is smaller than I want it to be and can feel the tears building behind my eyes because if Rafael is alive, if that man is out there somewhere being stitched back together by ten surgeons in the dead of night, then everything we just burned in that parking lot, every moment of peace we’ve stolen in the last twelve hours has a shadow behind it that I didn’t see coming. “You think he’s alive?

His eyes snap to mine and the shift from fury to tenderness is so fast it gives me whiplash

He sees the tears and his whole body changes, the rigidity softening, the king retreating, the man stepping

forward.

“No, baby, don’t – don’t cry. Don’t be scared. Come here.” He pulls me against him and he cradles the back of my head and his mouth is in my hair. “I don’t know what to think There are large chances because we left that variable open, and that was a mistake on my part A big one Fuck His arms tighten. “But I swear to you, if that cockroach is still breathing somewhere, I will find him, and this time I won’t leave any doors\ open.”

My heart is racing and I can feel it against his chest and I know he can feel it too because his hand presses firmer against my back, grounding me.

“Knox,” I whisper, and the whisper carries everything I’ve been trying not to think about “The vision.

CHAPTER 272 MY WIFE, MY MATE MY LOVE–1

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