Chapter 430

Third Person’s POV

On her way to the packhouse conference hall, she noticed Adelaide and everyone else staring at her with tearful eyes.

Her heart sank–she knew things weren’t as simple as they’d hoped.

Leonidas, already packed and ready, announced, “Lynette’s here. We’re leaving now.”

His mate approached Lynette, hugged her, and tearfully urged, “Be careful on the road and bring Marsh back.”

Lynette’s lips trembled as she asked, “H–he’s not dead, is he?”

Adelaide took her hand and said, “We’ll talk as we

walk.”

Lynette, tears streaming down her face, didn’t slow her pace, managing to keep up with Adelaide.

In the dead of night, Paisley knocked on the Digby Medical Center’s door, where Doctor Digby lived on the second floor.

He was a creature of habit, strictly adhering to an early–to–bed, early–to–rise routine.

By the time Paisley arrived, he had been fast asleep for hours. Even the best physicians have a bit of a temper upon waking. When informed it was Paisley from the Blackthorn Pack, he threw on his clothes and descended the stairs..

Glaring at Paisley, he warned, “You better have a good reason, or I won’t treat you.”

urgent message. He

“Marsh?”

Digby froze for a moment, recalling the supposed–to–be–martyred son of the Hornbeam

wolf claws as he mentioned the wound medicine. “Harlan, Mason, pack

of pain crossing his wolf eyes before being replaced by determination. “Bring

the doctor’s cold fir and herbal pheromones had already settled in the Blackthorn

seasoned doctor’s wait was never an anxious pace back and forth but rather like a

pheromones carried the composure unique to an

and said, “Tomorrow, you’ll go to the

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Chapter 430

our signal’s stable, and given the emergency that’s why

Is this really necessary?”

questioned. “With the urgency, I could just explain later We’re talking about a rescue

streak under

to Susan, the back of her neck warming slightly from the emphasis, “Make sure she

“Luna Adelaide, rest assured. Priscilla will go to the palace tomorrow and report to

Adelaide’s cedar pheromones sharpened like an unsheathed sword. She knew Susan’s promises under aura were always

wolf boots making a steady sound on the

more. Looking at the Alpha’s sharpness in her back, she muttered,

called being decisive. Besides, not just any male wolf

“Hey!”

glanced at her. “Back when Lance wanted to mate with her, you

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