A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 436

Third Person’s POV

Lynette didn’t move forward right away. Instead, she covered her mouth with her hands as tears quickly blurred her vision, dropping heavily to the ground.

Just as everyone thought she would break down in tears, she quickly wiped them away, cleaning her face thoroughly.

After several attempts, she managed a faint, trembling smile and walked toward her mate.

She sat by the bedside and gazed at Marsh’s face.

After days of treatment, most of the swelling had subsided, leaving only some bruises. The wounds at the corners of his mouth and eyes had mostly healed.

However, the combination of bruises, his originally tanned skin, and the application of red medicine made his lips appear purplish–black. His face looked battered and evoked a heart–wrenching sense of fragility.

As if drawn by Lynette’s unique pheromones, Marsh, who had been in a daze, suddenly opened his eyes.

His wolf pupils were initially cloudy and unfocused, searching aimlessly.

Then, the scent of morning dew and honeysuckle from Lynette enveloped him. His vertical pupils sharply contracted, locking onto her face like a magnet–a soul–deep imprint that even in his confused state couldn’t be erased.

A low whimper escaped his throat, as if he couldn’t believe this wasn’t an illusion. He blinked several times. Only when Lynette’s cool hand touched his cheek, the familiar sensation and pheromones flooding his senses, did the glands in his neck grow warm, confirming this wasn’t a dying man’s dream.

Lynette smiled at him, her fingers trembling with restraint. Her honeysuckle pheromones carried a barely perceptible shudder yet revealed unyielding strength, “I’m here.”

Marsh tried to raise his hand to grasp hers, but his arm felt leaden and only trembled uselessly.

touching the gel–covered joints, she noticed each finger bore deep, bone–exposing claw marks, with even

honeysuckle pheromones turned sharp, her heart clenched as if grasped by a

she jerked her/head back to hold them in. When she looked at him

pheromones had stabilized.

smile carried unwavering warmth. “I’m here,

had been silent since arriving at the medical station, moved his lips several ti out a broken whisper

squeezing

like two glowing nails, fixed intently on Lynette. Despite

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Chapter 436

that had sustained

scent he had yearned for in captivity now

steel–strong power in her pheromones seeped into

wind, yet her

“I… will… get… better…”

he spoke was like turning a rusty gear, yet a

spoke, his previously faint pheromones

in the crowd

it over the past few days. Who would dare

around, they saw

that sob had come

Digby broke down, everyone

a great heaviness in her heart and unable to hold

out and