Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 208

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Maxwell Chen cleared his throat awkwardly. "Should | call Victoria? I'm sure she'd want to be

here with you."

"No need," | said hoarsely, surprising both men. "Olivia wouldn't want to see Victoria. Calling Victoria and having

Olivia see her will only make her sad."

Dr. Wilson exchanged a confused glance with Maxwell. Neither understood that despite

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everything, | couldn't bear to cause Olivia more pain.

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"You need rest," Dr. Wilson insisted, adjusting my IV. "Your body has been through significant

trauma."

| closed my eyes, exhaustion washing over me. But even in darkness, all | could

see was

Olivia's tender smile directed at Lucas Blackwood.

Sleep claimedeventually, but it offered no escape from the torment of knowing my mate

now reserved her gentleness for another.

Morning light filtered through the blinds when | awoke. My first instinct was to look toward

Lucas Blackwood's ward. Both doors were closed.

"Good morning, Alpha," Maxwell said, setting down a tray of breakfast. "How are you feeling?"

"Where is Blackwood?" | demanded, ignoring his question.

Maxwell hesitated. "He was discharged early this morning."

Something in his careful tone toldhe was omitting details. "And Olivia?"

"| believe she left as well," he replied, suddenly very interested in arranging items

on my

breakfast tray.

She had taken him home. The knowledge burned like acid in my stomach.

Dr. Wilson entered, clipboard in hand. "Good news, Alpha Stone. You're

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recovering well from the poisoning. Your werewolf healing abilities are impressive, but you'll need to take care

with.

your stomach for a few days."

| nodded absently, my mind still fixed on the image of Olivia leaving with Lucas.

"You should eat," Dr. Wilson encouraged, gesturing to the tray Maxwell had brought. "Regain

your strength."

The hospital food looked unappetizing-nothing like the healing venison stew Olivia had

prepared. Not for me, but for him.

"I'm not hungry," | muttered, pushing the tray away.

Dr. Wilson frowned. "Alpha Stone, you need nourishment to-"

"I said I'm not hungry," | growled, my eyes flashing amber.