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.

had to heal

Mr. Richard,

keep those

bent over to apply the ointment, stray locks of hair kept falling into my face,

had silently settled beside me. He took the ointment from my hands, his dark eyes soft with something I couldn’t

murmured, his voice low, warm. “Now, let me return

Caden gently took a cotton swab and began applying the ointment to

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

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by a soft, almost ticklish

It looked so small there. His touch was deliberate, cautious–as though I might break

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

deliberate, as if afraid of causing

warm. The heat seeped into my skin, and felt no desire

formed on my forehead, but

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

air thick with something unspoken, something that lingered long

narrowing as he watched

my

just… the room

avoided his gaze, suddenly conscious of his stare, and leaned

relax.

scent of

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

I stammered, “Why are you so

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

sure.

he murmured, his voice low and playful. “So, what do you

a loss for words. “Wait… What?”

he supposed to be injured?

even be

temperature spike. Was he