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Vanessa looks at me with confusion etched on her face. I’d laugh a little, except I’m a little too worried about her calling me by a title I shouldn’t have.”

“You’re… not our Luna?” she asks, in this careful way

that makes me think she’s been told the exact

opposite.

Has Lucas been spreading the word that I’m his Luna? Because that seems a little presumptuous. No, not a little; a lot presumptuous.

It’s hard to be too angry when he risked his life to save me, but it’s not impossible, so I seethe a little on the inside, shaking my head,

There’s a ringing in my ears and an increase in the throbbing ache of my face when I do, so I stop, holding up a hand instead. “No. No, I’m not.”

Vanessa’s gaze goes from the top of my head, down my body, and eventually to the side of my neck, despite it being covered in bandages. Her brow furrows as she considers my words.

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I take the opportunity to study her. She’s cute. If she didn’t smell like a wolf and I had to choose an animal

for her to be able to shift into, I’d choose something tiny and fluffy, like a rabbit. Or a red panda. She has some curves to her and a soft face, with large, doe–like eyes and lashes that are too long to be real. Despite the lack of make–up on her face, I suspect she at least

throws on some false lashes and mascara.

I would, too, if I knew how to do it. Short eyelashes

suck.

“But you are Lucas‘ mate, aren’t you?” Her question throws me off. I was too distracted by looking at her face and pondering if there was anything out there that could shift into a red panda.

A lump forms in my throat at the mention of his name. Unable to meet her gaze, I lower my eyes to the light quilt over my legs. It isn’t the kind you’d normally find in a hospital. Instead, it’s a real blanket that you’d see in someone’s home. Between that and the shirt I’m wearing, I have a feeling that I’m getting special privileges due to this misunderstanding.

“Yes, I suppose, I don’t sound very confident, because

I’m not.

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Hospital,

Vanessa prompts,

a conversation I’m probably going to have a lot in this place, so I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the admission that still stings, even after all this time. “He rejected

that my voice doesn’t waver a single iota is something

him problem, not a me problem. Right? Who rejects their fated mate? It’s a question I’ve pondered thousands

know why. I just know that he showed

I could wait around for him to show up again, but–who knows if he even

did?

course he did. He came for you,

of this makes sense in

anymore.

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admission. Before I can

a story for another time,” she says with a small smile. “For now, let’s take a look at your

brace myself for the inevitable discomfort. My entire body protests movement, and I can only imagine how much it’s going to hurt with her hands

revealing crisp white bandages wrapped around my midsection. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

her fingers lightly tracing the outline of

I remember getting the

neck, and shoulders, where I can feel the stinging remnants of bite marks. “These were mostly caused by

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nod again, not trusting my voice at the moment. The pain is manageable, but the trauma lingers. Having a flash of those teeth

It’s a lot.

expression turns grave as she continues her assessment. “Unfortunately, there was widespread infection, particularly in the wounds where you were bit. It set in rapidly. You’ve had a high fever for two days, and coded once on your way

I blink. “Coded?”

I died?

and the rapid infection, your heart rate ceased

short time.” 2

is probably

think I’d know if I

seems like that’s the kind of thing that sticks with you for

she adds helpfully.

got you stabilized just in time”

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was some of my best work.”

is an effort, but

must pass muster, because she

face settling back into a professional

mask.

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