登入Dante's POVThe medical director did not answer immediately. He stood beside the examination table with his hands folded, watching me as though I might do something reckless. Perhaps I would. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my throat. A few minutes ago, I had come here to find out whether my blood could save Nora. Now a doctor was telling me that the little girl might be mine."Answer me," I demanded, stepping toward him. "Are you saying Nora could be my daughter?""The system indicates a strong biological connection," he replied carefully. "But this is not a confirmed paternity result, Alpha. We need an independent test before making that conclusion."I turned to Marcus. He stood perfectly still. "How could I have a daughter for five years and not know? She's been right in front of me. Tell me how that happens.""I can't explain what Ivy hasn't told you," Marcus said, keeping his voice low. "And the doctor hasn't confirmed anything yet. We should be careful about
Dante's POVThe medical department had never felt so cold. I followed Marcus through its glass doors, listening to the sound of my shoes against the polished floor. I had faced rival Alphas without hesitation, yet the thought of a needle and a blood test made my stomach tighten. It was not the needle I feared. It was the possibility that I would walk out of here unable to help Nora."The director cleared his schedule for you," Marcus said as we approached the examination room. "Nora's hospital has authorized a restricted comparison for donor screening. They sent the relevant profile through the medical referral system this morning." He held the door open, but I stopped beside him. His expression told me he knew what I was thinking."And Ivy?" I asked. "Has she found anyone else?" I had barely slept after hearing what happened at the hospital. An Alpha had humiliated her in front of strangers while she searched for someone to save her child. I kept imagining Ivy standing there alone,
Seraphina's POVLady Celeste laughed as she repeated what she had heard about Ivy Sinclair. I raised my teacup to hide my smile. Apparently, that woman had almost begged an Alpha in the hospital corridor, only for him to walk away without offering a drop of blood. I wished I had been there to watch her humiliation myself."Imagine running a company and still having to beg strangers," I said, setting down my cup. "I suppose all those expensive offices were never worth much." I glanced at the wedding fabrics spread between us. Celeste and Lady Marielle had come to discuss the ceremony, but Ivy's disgrace was far more entertaining than choosing flowers.Celeste leaned closer, her bracelets clicking. "My husband heard she's selling her properties. One buyer practically named his own price. The whole business community knows she's desperate." She gave a short laugh. "Perhaps she should have been kinder to the people she offended.""The poor child, though," Marielle murmured, putting down
Wren's POVGarrick's words rang through the hospital corridor, loud enough to make people stop walking. I stood beside Adrian, unable to move. I wanted to disappear, but Nora was only a few rooms away, and the man who claimed he could save her was walking toward the exit."Miss Sinclair, is it true you've been selling your properties to pay for blood?" a journalist asked, pushing through the gathering crowd. He raised his phone toward my face. "Did Alpha Garrick refuse because you couldn't afford him?"Adrian stepped in front of me. "Put that away. This is a hospital, not a place for your entertainment." He turned toward the security desk and called for someone to remove the journalist.Garrick laughed. "Let him ask. She advertised a reward big enough to attract half the country, but now she can't pay the price. You should have told me you were broke before wasting my afternoon."I swallowed the shame burning in my throat. "I can pay the agreed reward after the doctors confirm you're
Wren's POVThe broker sat across from me with his hands folded, refusing to meet my eyes. I had barely slept after his warning yesterday. Now I wanted a name, not another excuse. Nora was still in the hospital, and someone who knew about her illness had been asking questions about me.“Who sent you?” I demanded. “You said someone knew my daughter's name. Who was it?” My fingers tightened around the arm of my chair. I could hear how rough my voice sounded, but I didn't care.“I never saw the person, Miss Sinclair,” he answered. “A middleman approached me. He wouldn't give a name. I thought you deserved to know before we went any further.” He glanced toward Adrian as though hoping someone would believe him.Adrian leaned forward. “Then we need to assume someone is watching Ivy's search. No more sharing details about Nora with strangers. Every donor goes through the hospital first.” His calm voice only made the danger feel more real.I wanted to question the broker again, but the office
Wren's POVThe doctor looked at me as though he was waiting for me to understand what he had just said. Nora needed a donor urgently. We had already tested every Alpha we could reach, and none of them could help her. Yet he was standing there telling me to widen the search, as though I had not spent every waking hour trying to do exactly that."Then tell me where else to look," I demanded, gripping the edge of Nora's bed. "There must be families who have faced this before. Rich families. Powerful Alphas. How did they find help when the hospitals couldn't?"Dr. Marsh glanced toward Nora. Her eyes were closed, and the machine beside her continued its steady sound. "There are private donor networks," he admitted. "Some families use them to reach candidates beyond the usual registries. But an offer of blood is not proof of compatibility. Anyone you find must consent to screening here. Please don't let someone take advantage of your fear.""My fear is all I have left," I whispered. I looke







