Chapter 362 Final Treatment

I stepped forward, blocking their way. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?”

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Queenie scowled, her irritation bubbling over. “We’re here to see Grandpa. Why are you stopping us?”

The timing of their arrival set my nerves on edge. Something felt off.

Were they afraid Richard was waking up? Or afraid he wouldn’t?

Eleanor’s gaze was a furnace, burning with silent rage. net it with a cold smile. “If you want to see the Alpha, wait until he’s stronger. He’s not well enough for visitors right now

“Bullshit,” Queenie snapped, her voice biting. “You just on’t want us near Grandpa. Are you scared he’ll wake up and say something that doesn’t suit she abbed a finger at me fiercely.

you?

I held my ground as the tension thickened. “Here’s the deal, Rosaline. I won’t let you marry Caden, and [ won’t let you take our place as Luna. Move aside.”

Eleanor and Queenie stood together, their hatred like a tangible force. “This is Eclipse Pack business. It’s none of your concern,” they hissed, in perfect sync.

stared at them, speechless for a moment.

Mr. Richard had just woken up.

He couldn’t move, couldn’t even speak.

He needed peace to heal, and these two were outside his door, shouting, creating chaos.

Their motives were obvious.

They didn’t even try to hide it.

dripping from her words. “You filthy Omega bitch. What are you hiding? Did you do something

to Caden, my patience wearing thin.

face was hard, his eyes narrowing

cut through the air, sharp and

His voice was cold, slicing through the tension like a blade.

and Queenie, his fury simmering beneath his calm exterior. “Are you

you’re yelling at me? For this… this Omega slut?*

voice didn’t falter. “Mom, please leave.

toward Eleanor, her expression sickeningly sweet as she linked her arm

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exchanged a brief, almost reluctar glance. Then they turned, their footsteps heary as they left. Fine,

Queenie shot me one last glare, her eye sharp

precision. Turning to Dr Williamson. I spoke, my voice calin but firm, “Keep a close watch on the

Williamson gave a slight nod. “Understood.”

door behind me barely registering before a

floor, her once calm

her collapse was like a cruel joke..

“Caden

lifeline.

voice was weak, strained with panic, her eyes fixed on him

frigid, a thin thread of suspicion.

fine. Heidi muttered, a slight quiver in her voice. She pressed her lips together so hard they almost bled, her face draining of color. It was clear the pain was too much, but she kept her composure–barely. Her lip split, a bead of

her movements slow, as if every motion cost her dearly. “Ms. Sinclair, Caden… 1 won’t keep you any longer,”

my eyes. The drama

this down to a fine art. It was

I watched her stagger away,

Caden’s POV:

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