Third Person's POV
Doctor Digby was still in the backseat when someone picked him up and rushed into the medical station.
He felt dizzy. When he came to, he was already on the ground, standing in front of Marsh's bedside.
He turned his head, wanting to see who had carried him in, and heard Lance's urgent voice, "Doctor Digby, quickly, take a look at him!"
Everyone looked at Digby with hoping and tearful eyes—he had finally arrived, the highly-skilled doctor.
Ten people immediately gathered around, tearfully begging, "Please, Doctor Digby, save him!"
Mason had already come in carrying a medicine box.
With just one glance at Marsh's condition, Doctor Digby knew the top priority was to stabilize his vital signs.
He took out the Centella plant, shaved off a piece, and handed it to Lance, "Soften it a bit."
Lance took it and gave it a squeeze. The hard leaves quickly became soft.
Doctor Digby immediately put the
Third Person's POVCaldwell looked at Paisley with hopeful eyes. "Paisley, please."Paisley, full of brotherly loyalty, agreed without hesitation. "No problem. Caldwell, tell me about her childhood. I'll bring it up when I meet her and see her reaction. Her facial expressions will give away at least seventy to eighty percent of the truth."Caldwell stood up, but Lance quickly and firmly pressed him back down. "Sit and talk."Caldwell tried to rise again. "No……"But as soon as he moved his hand, Lance pushed him back into his seat, this time with a stern tone, "Sit!"Caldwell said helplessly, "I'll go get something of hers from her childhood. You can take it with you when you meet her, Paisley."Lance released him and said, "Go ahead."Caldwell stood up and first apologized to Paisley, "I was just so excited, I'm sorry. Forgive me.""No worries, I was startled myself," Paisley said.She was still shak
Third Person's POVPaisley took the painting off the wall, laid it flat on the table, and examined it once more. After taking a deep breath, she confirmed that it was indeed Asa.She finally understood why she had felt a strange sense of familiarity when she saw Asa.Comparing the painting to the features of Adelaide's mother, Airella, there were a couple of similarities.She looked up at another painting that Adelaide had been staring at earlier; that one probably bore an even stronger resemblance to Airella.In her later years, Airella had become quite thin and seemed lifeless due to her blindness from weeping.Seeing that there were no outsiders in the study, Paisley said directly, "I have two things to tell you. First, the person in this painting bears a couple of similarities to Airella, Adelaide's mother. Second, the person in the painting is named Asa, also known as Astria. She was rescued by Madison and is set to mate Eugene in an attempt to manipulate him.""What?" Caldwell w
Third Person's POVPaisley hurried back to the Blackthorn Pack and, upon hearing the door to the study open, rushed in with her crimson flame pheromones brimming with eager warmth.She had just wrapped up Caldwell's matter and was planning to have Craig assist her—her wolf claws lightly itched with anticipation.Upon entering the study, she found it filled with paintings. Lance and Adelaide were already there.The air was a blend of cedar and fir pheromones, calm and steady.Adelaide stood motionless before a painting. Her fir pheromones were as cold as ice, her eyes locked onto the image without a blink, her pupils narrowed with intense focus.Paisley approached, her crimson flame pheromones rippling with each step.Following Adelaide's gaze, she froze the moment she noticed the red mole above the lip of the person in the painting. Her pheromones halted instantly, as if frozen.She scanned the other paintings one by one, her w
Third Person's POVOn hearing this, the three of them immediately became grave.Paisley wasn't one to speak idly. Though playful and fun-loving, she was always dependable when it came to serious matters.Her words, coupled with her presence today, likely had to do with Miss Shuman.Back at the Hutchinson's house, Paisley had all the servants leave the room.She said, "This Shuman girl isn't really Astria. Her real name is Asa. The Spectrehowl Pack has a reason for approaching Eugene. We can't agree to this mating, but we can't refuse outright either. Since I came with you to the Spectrehowl Pack today, an immediate refusal might lead to some unexplained situations and could affect Adelaide and my upcoming plans."Sibyl's heart sank, and she felt a pang of sadness. "She lied to me? We're related, how could she deceive me like this?"Paisley responded, "Asa may not be a bad person. She might even be in the dark. But we need to investiga
Third Person's POVJust like the familiar resemblance in demeanor between Luna Cassia and Hunt.But since Luna Cassia is Hunt's mom, it's only natural they share some traits.Yet where did this sense of familiarity with Asa come from?Sibyl was pretty pleased with Asa. Her makeup was just right, she had delicate features, no garish colors, and an air of quiet dignity. Being a few years older, she came across as mature and steady.Luna Cassia, noticing Sibyl's satisfied expression, said softly, "She's been through some hard times. Engaged early, but her fiancé passed away, leaving her to face gossip and rumors. In a backwater place like Fairfax County, folks are quick to blame her for the tragedy. So she came to the capital to seek a new mate.""I never expected her to match up with Eugene. But I heard he's looking for a slightly older and more mature mate. Astria seemed like a good fit, so I recommended her.""I hope you and Eu
Third Person's POVPaisley sized up Luna Cassia. She seemed well-preserved, with a resemblance to Hunt, especially around the eyes and in her mannerisms."Please, have some coffee," Luna Cassia said with a smile that hinted at warmth.Paisley knew Luna Cassia was in on the plan. Asa wasn't her real relation, nor was her name Astria. The Shuman family identity had to be fabricated by Madison.To forge such an identity, Luna Cassia's cooperation must have been essential.The coffee chat was filled with mutual flattery.But Luna Cassia kept glancing at Eugene. Paisley understood why—rumors of his past with Gloria had caused a stir, only recently dying down.Luna Cassia sipped her coffee, thinking, "No wonder Gloria was obsessed. He's quite the catch.""You're lucky. Eugene's brave and talented, a credit to the kingdom. Once he mates and has pups, you'll be set," Sibyl said."Yes, I'm looking forward to the day he bond