Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 405

(Third Person's POV)

Dr. Marcus Fletcher's face was grim as he delivered the devastating news to Maxwell Chen. The pack healer's usually steady hands trembled slightly as he held Ethan's medical charts.

"Alpha Stone's left lower limb has severe thigh muscle damage from the silver contamination," Dr. Fletcher said quietly. "This leg may not be salvageable and may require amputation."

Maxwell's Beta wolf bristled with protective fury. His expression changed instantly, amber eyes flashing with disbelief.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Maxwell retorted, his voice sharp with denial. "I don't care what methods you use, you must save the Alpha King's leg."

Dr. Fletcher was astonished that Ethan could even get out of bed in his condition. The severity of his thigh injury from the silver-tainted debris made saving the leg nearly impossible.

"We will do everything we can to save Alpha Stone's leg," Dr. Fletcher replied. But the words lacked conviction.

He had already presented Ethan's case to a conference of the territory's most skilled healers. They had consulted with the best medical minds on the proper course of treatment.

This was their consensus. The silver poisoning had spread too deep into the muscle tissue.

Maxwell couldn't imagine the once-powerful Ethan Stone becoming disabled. How could the Alpha King accept such a fate?

Maxwell insisted desperately. "He's the strongest Alpha

head sadly. "Even Alpha strength has limits when silver

of the gravity of

despair. His wolf whined softly within him,

deep hurt he had already

said, he was already unworthy of Olivia's forgiveness. Becoming disabled would only worsen

of facing Olivia with only one leg made him clench his fist. His nails dug into

he would be even less deserving of her

his mate if he couldn't even walk properly? How could he be the Alpha King his

burns throbbed with each heartbeat. Each pulse reminded him of his failures and

(Olivia's POV)

nurse's station about Lucas Blackwood's condition.

with concern for the Alpha who had risked everything to

having his wounds dressed in the treatment room," the nurse informed me. "Room

bare feet silent on the cold medical den

than Ethan's, but still serious. When Ethan had pushed me out of the way, a falling cabinet sent burning wooden shards

his arm to shield me, his clothing catching fire in the process. He was focused on

his upper arm. Only