Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Alan's illness made him crave blood and become aggressive. Leaving Suzanne alone with him seemed reckless.

Richard stepped forward with a worried look. "Dr. Smith, you don't understand. My son's condition is... complicated."

Shane chimed in, clearly disapproving, "Exactly. If he lashes out, you won't be able to defend yourself."

No matter how skilled she was as a doctor, to them, she was still a fragile woman.

But Suzanne's gaze stayed fixed on Alan. She shook her head and said calmly, "It's fine."

Shane wanted to argue more, but Suzanne raised a hand to stop him. "Trust me."

Shane froze, his eyes narrowing. He knew her temperament better than anyone. Once she decided something, there was no changing her mind.

Still, he couldn't shake his worry. "Fine, but be careful. I'll be right outside. If anything happens, call me immediately."

To Shane, nothing mattered more than her safety.

Suzanne saw the concern in his eyes and gave him a small nod, silently reassuring him.

Richard felt uneasy and looked at Alan, speaking in a firm but pleading tone, "You have to control yourself. Don't you dare hurt her!"

Their worry was palpable as both men reluctantly stepped out. They glanced back several times before the door closed behind them.

The moment the door clicked shut, Suzanne's gaze fell on Alan, who immediately growled, "You can leave too!"

His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging on his forehead as he visibly struggled to maintain control. With fewer people around, the sweet scent of blood seemed stronger, teasing his senses and tempting him.

had an almost primal urge to sink his teeth into

she moved to the couch and sat down gracefully, her demeanor calm and unbothered. Her eyes rested on Alan, her tone measured and steady. "I'm the only one

hunger. It's driving you mad—making you

in surprise. Every word she had said was

holding on. But then his expression hardened, his lips curling into a mocking smile. "You could've gotten all of that from my father.

couch, propping her elbow on the armrest and resting her chin in her hand.

could a woman be anyway? She couldn't possibly

words made

down

he knew better than anyone else what she meant. His face turned

had seen had discovered it. Only he was aware of it. His fists

said softly, "These symptoms aren't the last of it. You'll

chill spreading through him as

it up to poor posture, but

nothing more than a

some understanding of his condition to describe so much in

though it didn't calm the agitation rising in his chest. After a long pause, he fixed his gaze on Suzanne and asked

her head, answering honestly, "I'm not sure. I

to say. He laughed dryly. "So, you're just

his symptoms so accurately, only to admit she wasn't certain? Was this some kind of

and even they don't fully suppress your symptoms. At the very least, I can help you get complete relief. Whether I can cure you entirely will

treat you for a few days. The symptoms

gaze lingered on her, his

"We'll use acupuncture. If you agree, I'll

was the harm in trying? At this

a long silence,

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