Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 405 See Her, Please

I sat outside the emergency room, my gaze fixed on the door. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

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Wendy’s bloodied body, collapsed in the bathtub, haunted my mind. Each image sliced through me like a

blade,

Moon Goddess, don’t take her from me.

I muttered the prayer, my heart clenching in fear.

When our mother passed, she held my hand with her last breath. Her voice, weak and trembling, whispered, “Michael, you have to look after your sister after I’m gone.”

I was only 15. Wendy was just a child, barely seven or eight.

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll take care of Wendy. I won’t let anything happen to her.” Tears filled my eyes as I made the promise.

I had sworn to protect Wendy, and I’d kept that vow.

No matter what she asked, I gave it to her. I may have spoiled her a little, let her become a bit too indulged.

But I never imagined it would come to this. I never thought Wendy would try to take her own life because of Caden.

A storm of guilt and anger churned inside me, mixing together, impossible to ignore.

“Grandpa, do you think Wendy’s going to be okay?” My voice cracked as I looked up, eyes swollen and -bloodshot.

His face was etched with worry. As Alpha of the Wild Pack, he knew the rumors swirling about Wendy and the gigolo werewolves.

Now, with her suicide attempt, if the press caught wind of it, the town would explode with scandal.

He sighed, heavy with resignation. “Let’s hope she pulls through.”

Just then, the emergency room lights flickered off.

A werewolf doctor emerged, pushing Wendy on a stretcher.

is she? Is she okay?” I rushed toward

glasses, a look of relief on his face. “She’s stable now. We

hadn’t realized I was holding

Her eyes were shut tight,

sharp pain twisted in my

once–proud, beautiful sister become a shadow of

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him, Wendy would have been fine. She wouldn’t be

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by Wendy’s side all night, not moving or blinking. It wasn’t until the first light of dawn

Wendy’s POV:

blinked, waking to see him sitting by my bed,

with

pain still sharp, like a thousand needles piercing

memories began to return in

Caden to apologize, but

overwhelming sense of injustice consumed me. I made the choice to cut myself.

wanted to die. I only

slipped. I fell hard into the bathtub. The knife didn’t hesitate. It sliced deep.

was

doctor checked you over. With some rest, you’ll heal,” Michael said softly, his voice full of concern as

voice barely above a whisper.

face darkened, hesitation creeping into his words.

even come to see me?” I asked, disbelief

hurt, he couldn’t even spare a moment to check on me? Not even

Michael? Why is he being so heartless?” I couldn’t hold back any longer. Tears streamed down my

cold? Didn’t he

yet he hadn’t even spared me a

I asked myself.

He stood and gently patted my shoulder. “Caden’s just

certainty sparked a small flicker of hope

I’ve got to get

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