Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 132 Please Stay Safe

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When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a hospital bed, the bright, sterile light of the room harsh against my vision.

“Caden!” The name slipped from my lips before I could stop it, driven by a sudden surge of panic and fading awareness.

But there was no response.

I forced myself to focus, blinking against the blur. Slowly, the white walls of the hospital room came into

view.

Where am I? Why does my back feel like it’s been torn apart?

I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to chase away the fog clouding my mind.

And then it hit me–the explosion. Caden and I had gone to check the materials at the warehouse. The radioactive substances, the warehouse, the blast.

In that instant, Caden had thrown himself in front of me, shielding me with his body.

Caden…

I gritted my teeth against the throbbing pain in my body and tried to sit up, my hands pushing against the bed for support. My own injuries didn’t worry me too much. With my Alpha strength, even being hit by debris would heal in time.

But Caden–his safety was a different matter altogether.

The explosion had come so suddenly, so close.

He hadn’t transformed into his wolf form. Instead, he had stood there, taking the full force of the blast with his own body.

Even with his strength, he must’ve been hurt.

I swung my legs off the bed, intent on getting up when the door opened, and a nurse–another werewolf- walked in.

“Caden?” I asked, my voice shaky, tight with fear. “Where is he?”

The nurse blinked, her expression blank, clearly not understanding.

That’s when it hit me. I was in Fostrau. This nurse couldn’t speak my language.

I quickly switched to Fostrau’s language, my words now frantic. “Where is Caden? Who brought me here? The man I was with–he’s okay, right?”

shoulders.

something had happened

have time to worry. I swung my legs further off the bed, determined to find him.

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barely steady, but the fear

my own eyes to know he was okay. A deep sense of unease, one only

he would be here. He wouldn’t be missing without a

him, and I couldn’t

couldn’t just

word, I pushed the covers aside and slid out of

him. He had to

room, his voice a mixture of

so glad you’re alright.” Seeing him there eased some of my tension, but my relief

speaking. “Mr. Holbrook … he’s

with urgency as I picked up on his hesitation.

They’ve got him in critical care,” Jones said,

severe.”

severe

words hit me like a hammer, leaving my

hurt.

moment–flashed in my mind again. I couldn’t escape

and run. He didn’t have to stay. He didn’t have

room?” My voice broke, panic clawing at my

at my desperation. “18th

another thought, I bolted from the room, rushing

it, I found it stuck on the top floor.

toward the stairs and called out mentally to

floor. Now.” My mind was sharp, urgent.

eye, Freya sprang into action, her powerful legs propelling her up the stairs with an effortless grace. She reached the 18th floor before I could

You can

sprinted down the hall, grabbing

tight with anxiety

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