Chapter 97

Chapter 97

-Grayson’s POV-

“Why the hell isn’t she waking up?” I ground my teeth, glaring at the doctor. My patience was already threadbare, and his nervous fidgeting wasn’t helping.

“Mr. Blackwood,” he stammered, clutching his clipboard like it was a shield. “I–I don’t know. There’s no physical reason why she isn’t waking up. All her vitals are stable, and her scans show nothing abnormal. I-”

Then why the hell is she still unconscious?” I barked, taking a threatening step forward. My wolf was clawing at the surface,

ching to take over, but I forced it back.

The doctor opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could stammer out another excuse, a sharp gasp cut through the room. My head snapped toward Ava just as her eyes flew open. She shot upright with such force she nearly threw herself off the bed.

“Ava!” I was at her side in an instant, my heart slamming against my ribs as relief and panic warred within me.

The doctor moved toward her, but I turned on him, my voice low and deadly. “Get out.”

“Mr. Blackwood, I really should-

“You said there was nothing wrong with her,” I growled, my gaze locking onto his. “So get out before I reconsider letting you walk out alive.”

The doctor froze, his face pale, then quickly scurried out of the room, leaving us alone.

“Grayson,” Ava whispered, her voice weak but steady enough to snap me out of my anger.

I turned back to her, watching as her eyes darted around the room, taking in her surroundings with a disoriented expression. I crouched beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face, my voice softening. “Hey. I’m here. You’re okay.”

She blinked, her gaze finally focusing on me, but there was something haunted in her eyes. “I–I almost killed him. She–my wolf. They…”

“Ava.” I placed a hand on her cheek, grounding her. “You’re okay. Do you hear me?”

She stared at me for a moment before nodding, her lip trembling. Without warning, she reached for me, pulling me close. I didn’t hesitate, sitting on the bed and wrapping my arms around her as she buried her face against my chest.

Relief washed over me like a tidal wave, and I exhaled a shaky breath. She was alive. Safe. Here in my arms.

The moment I’d woken up after the crash, my first instinct had been to find her. Not to check if I was injured, not to assess the damage, but to find Ava. That realization hit me hard. For sixteen years, I’d lived selfishly, putting myself first in every situation. But not with her. Never with her.

When I’d seen her lying yards away from the wreck, motionless and bloody, everything in me had stilled. The world had stopped turning until I reached her. And now, holding her close, I knew I’d do whatever it took to protect her.

Her breathing slowed, and soon, she was asleep again, her body exhausted. I carefully scooped her into my arms, carrying her out of the hospital room and toward the car I’d had brought around.

up to her chin. For a moment, I stood over her, watching the slow

world wasn’t done with us

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thoughts. Covering Ava with the blanket, I

okay?” he asked, his eyes scanning me for an answer.

into the hallway and closing the door behind me. The moment I was away from Ava’s calming presence, the anger returned, burning hot and

are you sure this was deliberate? Accidents

accident. Someone sent him, or he acted on his own. Either way, the intent was clear.

he nodded.

the day is over. And make it clear–no one touches Ava. That message

and headed to my study, needing to focus. The chaos swirling around

mind. These weren’t random attacks–they couldn’t be. There

Rickon… Apart from the three Alphas, they were all connected to me in some way, but the pattern didn’t just make sense. But something was as

as I worked, frustration mounting with

could respond, the

the doorway, her voice

said, leaning back in my

tell you

glanced at the clock on my screen, surprised by how much time had passed. She walked toward me, and instinctively, I made room for her. She slid into my lap, her warmth instantly calming me.

her eyes scanning

I replied, though the

laptop. “What are you working on?”

need to worry about.”

neck, and I knew what was

we going to talk about

voice steady. “I told you my

trailed off glancing at the desk. “And the contract. You said you needed a fallback, but… I don’t know. It feels like every

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more. “I just… I want to know where I stand in

mine. Mates or not, contracts or not, I stopped seeing this as a transaction a

she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine. The kiss was soft but full of unspoken promises, grounding me

the back of her head as

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