O PORRE 2

Chapter 195: Sorry, I’m Late

Chapter 195: Sorry, I’m Late

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I hadn’t returned to the Riverside Medical Center for a while. The head nurse and three on–duty pack nurses in

the department looked quite surprised when they saw me.

“Healer Elena, you’re back?” one of them asked, her eyes widening with recognition.

I nodded, forcing a smile despite the exhaustion weighing on my shoulders. “Is Professor Hugo there?”

The nurse shook her head apologetically. “Dr. Ashworth and Dr. Fisher have gone out, but Dr. Jane Ports is

in.”

“Thank you,” I replied, already heading toward the office.

I needed to see David as soon as possible. The guilt of leaving him alone for so long gnawed at my

conscience like a persistent ache.

I found Jane Ports hunched over her desk, intently writing a prescription for a patient. Her concentration was

so complete that she didn’t notice someone had entered the room.

I lightly coughed to announce my presence.

Jane looked up, initially stunned by my appearance. Then she leaned back in her chair with a knowing smirk.

“Well, look who finally decided to come back?” she said, her tone carrying both relief and mild accusation.

I shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. “I couldn’t find a way back,” I explained awkwardly.

Jane’s eyebrows shot up with amusement. “I thought you were reconciling with your ‘soon–to–be severed

mate‘ Marcus.”

She made air quotes with her fingers, her expression teasing. “Planning to say goodbye to Riverside City and not dissolve your mate bond after all?”

“I have no intention of leaving Riverside City,” I retorted immediately, my voice sharper than intended.

The very suggestion made my stomach clench with anxiety. This place had become my sanctuary, my escape from the suffocating politics of the Northern Territory.

as she changed the subject. “Rachel Thompson already informed me about your foster brother

desk, gathering some files. “I

walking through the familiar corridors of the medical center. The antiseptic smell and soft lighting felt comforting after days in the sterile luxury of the Blackwood

is David’s condition?” I asked, dreading

serious. “He’s been stimulated and his mood isn’t good. Rachel

glanced back at me with concern. “Dr. Fisher called the pack enforcement, and the

Sony,

Sophia Rivers.”

tightened at the mention of her

heard that she went to the Northern Territory Pack Enforcement Headquarters yesterday to make a statement,” Jane continued. “Not only did

prove it!”

Sophia. Her ability to manipulate

ceased to amaze me.

has people helping her, so she’s naturally fearless,” I said slowly, my voice heavy

resignation.

I had initially realized. Sophia’s network of allies seemed

corner of our community.

the Internal Medicine Ward, and Jane led me to the

window, I could see him sitting in a

out of the window, his posture

his isolated figure, I felt a sharp pang of heartache pierce through my chest. Despite not

saw David as my foster

shared through Patricia’s love

open the door and walked toward him quietly. My footsteps echoed softly

the sound, David turned to look at me. A

gaze at

emotion. Guilt

immediately. His lips trembled as

couldn’t find his voice.

of grunts came out. His frustration was

wheelchair armrests.

to comfort him. “It’s okay, I’m here! David, I won’t leave

inside him. David burst into tears,

suppressed for so long.

of his sobbing filled

e had

as Patricia used to do when we were children. His body shook with

force of his grief.

stroking his

herb medication, exhaustion finally claimed him. His breathing evened out as the healing properties

a

for me in the corridor,

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