Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 362

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.

words. “You filthy Omega bitch. What are you hiding? Did you do something to hurt Grandpa again?” Her finger was

my patience wearing thin.

was hard, his eyes

gaze cut through the air, sharp and dangerous.

slicing through the tension like a blade.

fury simmering beneath his calm exterior. “Are you

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

please leave. Don’t disturb

step toward Eleanor, her expression sickeningly sweet as

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snapped “Go Now”

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they turned,

one last glare, her eye sharp and cutting

I spoke, my voice calin but firm, “Keep a close

gave a slight

click of the door behind me barely registering before a sharp crash rang through the hall.

the floor, her once calm face now ghostly pale, drenched in sweat.

collapse was like

“Caden

lifeline.

was weak, strained with panic, her eyes fixed on him as though he were her

narrowed. His voice was frigid, a thin thread

pressed her lips together so hard they almost bled, her face draining of color. It was clear the pain

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

roll of my eyes. The

down to a fine art. It was almost impressive, if it weren’t so transparent.

smirk playing at my lips, I watched her stagger away, wondering

Caden’s POV:

days slipped by like

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