Chapter 460 Stay With Him

I heard footsteps approaching, my heart leaping in my chest as I rushed forward. “Doctor, how is Jasper? Is he… okay?”

Caden remained by the wall, his posture stiff, his gaze sewhere.

The doctor’s shoulders relaxed, and his voice softened. You can breathe easy now. The surgery went well. We got to him in time. The shotgun pellets, though there were plenty, didn’t hit any critical organs. They’ve all been removed. He’s lucky–good physical condition, especially as the heir. He’ll need a couple of months to fully recover. No stress, no heavy activity. He’ll stay here for now, make sure everything heals right. Once the wounds are fully closed, he’ll be good to go, but he’ll need rest, lots of it.”

I exhaled, feeling the weight lift off me. “Thank you, doctor. I understand.”

He gave a small smile and waved it off. “Don’t mention it. He’s resting now, so keep the noise down. We don’t want to disturb him.” “Of course. Thanks again.”

I watched the doctor leave, my chest still tight, but the relief flooding in slowly.

For a moment, a sharp fear had clenched my chest. If Jasper hadn’t made it … if his life had been stolen because of me… the guilt, the weight of that, would’ve been a burden I couldn’t bear.

Caden’s POV:

I kept my eyes on Rosaline, searching for any sign that she’d relaxed, that the tension had lifted. When I saw her finally let out a breath, I felt the tightness in my chest loosen, but the storm inside me didn’t pass. I clenched my jaw and turned my gaze away, emotions flooding me in a rush I couldn’t control.

On Werewolf Continent, it was unthinkable for a wolf to see his mate care for another.

It couldn’t be

was already heading toward the hospital

the bed,

I couldn’t

moment before turning toward me. “Caden, why don’t you go back for now? I’ll call you later. I need

controlled, but laced with a steel edge. “Rosaline, you’re my girlfriend, and you’re going to

because of me. I think I should stay here.” She didn’t finish

look at me. Without warning, I kissed her–hard. My lips

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my chest. Her strength surprised me, but she managed to break free, her face flushed red, gasping for air. Before I could react, her hand

crazy!” she yelled, her

stood there, stunned, my head turning to

burned, but my anger flared, hotter than before. I met her eyes, my voice barely a whisper, heavy with accusation. “You

imagined Rosaline

tears, her face a mask of both rage and restraint. It was clear–she was as furious as I was. I stared at her,

with unsaid words, but they wouldn’t come. With a sharp breath, I turned away, my boots thudding heavily against the floor

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