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 quickly.

was still much to do–treating Mr. Richard, preparing

couldn’t keep those marks.

apply the ointment, stray locks of hair kept falling into my face, obscuring my vision. I brushed them aside, but they

realize Caden had silently settled beside me. He took the ointment from my

helped me earlier,” he murmured, his voice low,

gently took a cotton swab and began applying the ointment

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of the medication would have made me wince,

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

looked so small there. His touch was deliberate,

the other. It usually distant face was now focused, his expression marked by a

if afraid

and felt no desire to pull

of sweat formed on my forehead, but

Caden finished, I quickly withdrew my foot, suddenly aware of the tension hanging between us.

unspoken, something that lingered long after his hands had left me

as he watched me closely, a teasing gleam

shook my head quickly.

the room feels

of his stare, and leaned back

relax.

I noticed it–the faint, unmistakable scent

snapped open, and there he was–Caden’s face mere inches from mine. His sharp features

I stammered, “Why are you so

instinctively lifted my hand to push him away, but before I

sure.

murmured, his voice low and playful.

blinked, momentarily at a loss for

serious? Wasn’t he supposed to

would he even be

he running a fever–or was it just me?