Wrong Number, Right Alpha novread novel Chapter 19

Chapter 9

Christian’s POV

“Carrie, are you feeling okay? Anywhere else hurting?”

The moment she opened her eyes, all of us rushed over, our faces full of worry.

Lysander was the first to speak. “Don’t ever do anything that dangerous again. You’ll always be our family.”

Carrie’s eyes turned red. Her face twisted with hurt as she reached out and grabbed my hand.

“I was just… scared you didn’t want me anymore. What happened back then… yes, it was my fault. But…”

Her voice broke as she lowered her head, soft cries escaping her lips–and it hit something deep in

1. me.

The others looked just as heartbroken.

“Don’t be afraid, Blair. The past is the past. We’re here for you now.”

Lysander, Orion and Zayden nodded in agreement, their tones equally warm and doting.

Looked at her–and for some reason, a strange sense of unease started gnawing at my chest. Like I

was losing something important… and I didn’t even know what it was.

“Christian,” Carrie met my gaze, her voice soft and fragile. “Are you still mad at me?”

“No. Don’t overthink it,” I said quietly. “Just rest.”

That’s when the pack doctor walked in.

“How’s Carrie doing?”

“Physically, she’s fi—”

Before he could finish, Carrie suddenly clutched her chest and let out a sharp, panicked scream.

“It hurts my chest–it hurts so bad!”

We all swarmed her at once, panicking.

“Lysander, Christian… I don’t want to stay here. I want to go home.”

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Lysander frowned, clearly against the idea. “You’re not well. You need proper treatment.”

Carrie lowered her head, crying softly. “I know my own condition. But I don’t want to stay here. I want to be home with you.”

None of us could push back after that. So we took her home.

By the next day, it was already lunchtime–and I still hadn’t seen Blair.

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” I apologized quickly.

She didn’t take it to heart, instead asking the maid to bring out a bowl of soup.

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“This is your favorite–pumpkin soup. I had the kitchen make it just for you. You’ve been working too hard lately, haven’t you?”

Pumpkin soup was my favorite. Also the one Blair made for me… more times than I could count over the past five years.

The taste was so familiar. And yet–it left a hollow ache in my chest.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a voice whispered: Something’s wrong. This isn’t right.

I blinked, shook it off, and forced a smile. “All these years, and you still remember my favorite.”

Carrie turned scarlet, even her ears glowing red. “Christian… I love you most. I remember everything you like.”

She hadn’t even finished her sentence when my beta–Finn–burst through the door in a panic.

“Alpha–it’s bad. The rope… it snapped!”

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