Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

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

could finish, Rosaline was already heading toward the hospital room. I had no choice

and she stood there, staring at Jasper. He lay unconscious on the

finally explain things to me?” The words tumbled out, sharp with frustration. I couldn’t stand it any longer–the way she

for now? I’ll call you later. I need to stay with Jasper. He got hurt

contain it. My voice was low, controlled, but laced with a

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

her chin, forcing her to look at me. Without

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mushing

noid

protest, her hands pushing again my chest. Her strength surprised me, but she managed to break free, her

crazy!” she yelled, her voice trembling with anger.

slap stunned me. I stood there, stunned, my head turning to the side from

landed. The heat from the slap still burned, but my anger flared, hotter than before. I met her eyes, my voice barely a whisper, heavy with accusation. “You hit me … for him?”

Rosaline

on the edge of tears, her face a mask of both rage and restraint. It was clear–she was as furious as I was. I stared at her, the tight knot of frustration in

sharp breath, I turned away, my boots thudding