Chapter 19

Alex sat by the phone, his legs swinging anxiously as he waited for it to ring.

These days, it had become a routine listening to Linda’s sweet voice every morning.

It was the highlight of his day, something he eagerly anticipated.

“Young Master, these are the tonics Luna instructed you to take.”

The maid entered, carefully balancing a bowl of dark, glossy liquid on a silver tray.

Alex wrinkled his nose at the sight.

The tonic, brewed from the rare Spectral Forest Fruit, had a deep black hue that made it look more

like a potion than a health drink.

Despite its ominous appearance, the brew carried a faint sweetness and was prized for its ability to fortify a werewolf’s physique.

Sarah had risked her safety patrolling the borders to gather these rare fruits.

She had even faced danger to bring them back, all for Alex’s well–being.

But Alex didn’t care.

“No way. I’m not drinking that.”

He pushed the bowl away with an expression of pure disgust.

Just then, the phone rang.

His sulky demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by bright excitement as he scrambled to

answer.

“Aunt Linda!” he whined the moment he picked up. “Mom’s making me drink that sylphon fruit

again.”

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Linda’s voice, smooth and warm like honey, came through the line.

“Alex, you’re a big boy now,” she teased lightly. “You have the right to say no.”

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“What is it?”

I might have to go out of town for a trip, so I

Alex froze.

the call ended, panic set in.

clutching a glossy

week!” he blurted out. “What are we going to do, Dad?

her before we

glanced up from the stack of papers on

“I know.”

him

you be so calm about

voice rose as his eyes began

to go on that trip with Linda, and

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days, he had been

of her constant checkins

fresh air.

Alex had been deliberately avoiding her calls.

it bazz until

questions, no bowls of fonte soup forced into his

hands.

however, was that none of those calls had actually been

dodging the phone, quilt started to creep in

his mom found out he had been ignoring her?

his little game and began answering the

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