NovelEnglishChapter 113 That's why I had chosen this moment to reveal the truth-to show him that my love was not conditional, nor was it rooted in pity.
As I watched him wrestle with his emotions, Lena, my wolf, stirred within me, her She reached out to Lorne, Leo's wolf, who had been silent for far too long.
presence warm and comforting.
Lorne's spirit was weary, battered by the pain of his human counterpart, but at Lena's touch, he responded with a gentle nuzzle, their connection a silent communication of shared strength and hope.
Lena examined Leo's injuries with a practiced eye, her senses sharp and attuned to the damage within.
ese injuries are far less serious than the last time," she told me, her voice echoing in my mind. "It took two years before because we were poisoned by wolfsbane and were very weak. This time, Leo will be able to get back on his feet in a week or so." Relief washed overlike a cool breeze on a hot day.
The despair that had clouded Leo's eyes lifted slightly as I relayed Lena's words to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Your injuries will heal," I said softly, reaching out to take his hand in mine. "You'll be able to walk again, Leo. In just a week." Leo stared at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and gratitude.
"I don't know how to thank you, Elizabeth... You are truly a gift from the gods. I'd give you everything I have if I could...
"No, I don't need you to giveanything." I shook my head no.
He blinked, clearly surprised by my statement.
"Don't want anything? All my wealth, everything I own, can be yours if you want it." I shook my head, smile grew wider.
"Lep, anything I want I can get by myself, not waiting for you to give it to me. I just need you to hurry up and get healthy, a lot of people who love you are worried about you." "You've changed a lot, Elizabeth, but I can't help but want you to rely onmore." Leo's expression softened and he nodded, "I will endeavour to carry out the treatment and return to health soon. Elizabeth, I promise." Over the next few days, we decided to keep the news of Leo's impending recovery a secret, only telling those closest to us-Dalia, Narik, Panther, and a few trusted others.
The rest of the pack was kept in the dark, for now.
We wanted to avoid raising hopes prematurely, especially when the situation was still so delicate.
When I visited Leo each day, I used my healing abilities to help his leg gradually recover.
The progress was slow but steady, and with each passing day, Leo regained more of his strength.
However, Aria's visits, which had been frequent at first, dwindled and eventually stopped altogether after she learned from the doctors that Leo's condition was difficult to recover from.
It seemed she had no interest in staying by his side if there was no immediate benefit to her.
One day, as I arrived at the hospital, I immediately sensed that something was off.
The usually calm atmosphere was thick with tension, and the air seemed charged with an unspoken anxiety.
Narik was pacing outside Leo's room, his face a mask of fury, while Dalia stood nearby, trying to soothe him.
When she saw me, Dalia quickly stepped forward, placing a hand on my arm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm15:40 After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted 98% Chapter 113 "Don't #6 in yet," she whispered ingently "Someone's in there with Len My heart skipped a heat as I funds in the scene. "What's going on? Wher's in there?" Dalia hesitated, glancing at Hari, who was now glaring at the rinsed door of the ward closed Finally, she spoke, her voice low and filled with unease. "It's Father/
1 frowned, confusion and concern swirling within"Andrew? Why is he here? He hasırt visited Leo once since he's been in the hospital Narik's voice was cold as ice as he answered, his eyes never leaving the door.
"He's here to check if there's any chance Len will get back on his feet. If not, Andrew plans to take over the Silvermoon pack again, restore his identity Alpha, and start grooming a new heir." Sterile scent of antiseptic filled the narrow hallway outside Leo's hospital room The soft hum of medical machines buzzed through the air, a quiet reminder of the battle being fought inside, I stood just outside the door, the low murmurs of heated voices slipping through the cracks.
Andrew had arrived earlier with a group of men, his presence-like an dark storm cloud rolling in, casting a shadow over everything The voices grew louder, punctuated by the sharp tones of argument.
After what felt like an eternity, the door burst open, and Andrew strode out, his expression a mask of fury, His cold eyes locked onto me.
"Why are you here?" he demanded, his voice a venomous hiss.
I met his gaze, unflinching. "I'm the Luna of Silvermoon. Of course, I should be here."
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