Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 357 On The Night

I pressed the nurse’s bell, urgency growing in my chest Moments later, the werewolf nurse and Dr. Williamson arrived to check on Richard.

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Dr. Williamson completed his examination and, with a note of lightness in his voice, spoke, “Mr. Holbrook, the Alpha’s condition is improving. He’d been in a deep coma, and after another critical episode, we thought we’d lost him.

He paused, allowing the weight of his words to sink in, then continued, “But thanks to Ms. Sinclair, we’ve just checked his vitals. His body’s functions are gradually stabilizing

Caden let out a long breath, his relief evident.

I tightened my grip on his hand, my voice steady. “Caden, don’t worry. Mr. Richard’s improving. In a few days, I’ll perform the final treatment. He’ll wake up then.”

“Mm.” Caden’s voice was a quiet murmur. He looked at Dr. Williamson. “Please, keep a close watch on my grandfather.”

“Of course,” Dr. Williamson replied, his tone resolute.

I squeezed Caden’s hand again, offering him what little comfort I could. “Let’s head back to the room.”

I knew, deep down, that Richard had responded to Caden’s words–about our engagement. Even in his coma, Richard had heard, and it had stirred something inside him.

It was a good sign.

As but

– returned to Caden’s room, I made my way toward mine Caden’s hand caught my arm.

“What’s wrong?” I turned, confusion in my gaze.

“Stay with me,” Caden said, his lips curling into a small, faint smile as he pulled me back into his room.

His gaze was warm, steady, and it was impossible to resist. I found myself following.

I sat on the edge of his bed, pulling out the ointment from Hughie, preparing to treat my injured foot.

to heal

Mr. Richard, preparing the scar–removal ointment for Caden.

couldn’t keep those

into my face, obscuring

silently settled beside me. He took the ointment from my hands, his dark

murmured, his voice low, warm. “Now,

Caden gently took a cotton swab and began

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the medication would have made me wince, but under Caden’s touch, it

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fade, replaced by a soft, almost ticklish sensation that spread beneath

rest in Caden’s large hand. It looked so small there. His touch was deliberate, cautious–as though I might

usually distant face was now focused, his expression marked by a

slow, deliberate, as if afraid of causing me any

no desire to pull away. My cheeks flushed, the heat

of sweat formed on my forehead, but I

foot, suddenly aware of

that lingered long after

watched me closely, a teasing gleam flickering in their depths.

my head quickly.

just… the room

gaze, suddenly conscious of his stare, and

relax.

scent of his

snapped open, and there he was–Caden’s face mere inches from

“Why are

my hand to push him away, but before I could, his grip

sure.

his voice low and playful. “So, what

loss

he supposed

he even be thinking

own temperature spike. Was he running a