4

I stood frozen in place.

In my past life, Ivy had also died from kidney failure after a rogue attack, unable to find a suitable donor in time.

If Ethan had only shown me cold mockery before, after this incident, he'd truly begun to hate me.

But this was supposed to happen a month after our mating ceremony. Why had it moved up so much?

I'd been wondering how to fulfill Ethan's third wish.

Now the opportunity had presented itself.

I looked at him. "So you came here to ask me to save her?"

Since childhood, my body had been special. My blood and organs were compatible with all werewolves. It's why I'd wanted to become the werewolf world's chief healer—to use my abilities to save more of our kind. I'd also hoped it would help me support Ethan better. Because I'd given my blood to save others so often, my body was weaker than most wolves. Only Ethan knew this secret.

Ethan laughed bitterly, shocked and furious. "You think I wouldn't dare ask? You owe her this. If you hadn't complained to my parents, she wouldn't have been distracted and gotten hurt."

He grabbed my wrist and dragged me toward the hospital.

At the hospital, I immediately ran a full examination on Ivy. She was critically injured. Only a kidney transplant could save her.

The nurses frowned deeply. "There's no way to find a compatible kidney donor this quickly. Even if we got lucky and found one, we don't know if the patient can hold on that long."

I looked up at Ethan. His gaze was fixed on the person in the hospital bed. When he saw Ivy's pale face, his eyes filled with undeniable heartbreak.

Seeing this, I volunteered to donate my kidney to Ivy. I knew mine would be compatible.

A nurse gasped and tried to stop me. "Your body is already weak! A kidney transplant would be too much strain. You might permanently lose your wolf!"

I just smiled. "It's fine. I'll recover with some rest. Saving her is what matters."

A healer burst out of the emergency room, shouting, "The patient can't hold on much longer! Do we have a compatible kidney or not?"

I urged the nurse forward. She said gratefully, "Miss, you're so kind. The patient will be very grateful when she wakes up."

"You..." Ethan started to speak, then stopped. "I'll compensate you for this."

The anesthesia flowed into my bloodstream. I smiled at him weakly.

"It's okay. I'm doing this willingly."

He'd risked his life to save me three times. What did it matter if I protected his beloved once?

But I'd underestimated the consequences of the surgery.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed. My wounds had been treated, but when I called to my wolf, she didn't respond. I tried desperately to sense her. Thankfully, she was still there, but unconscious. I didn't know when she'd wake up.

Ethan was nowhere to be seen. Everyone was busy rushing around. No one noticed I'd just woken up.

I looked up and saw the clock on the wall. Only one hour left before I'd return to the past.

The hospital's small TV was replaying last night's once-in-a-century blood moon.

The blood moon was beautiful. It was just a shame I'd missed it again.

Of course. Wishes that belonged to me were never meant to come true.

I stared blankly until I heard footsteps beside me, followed by Ethan's tired but joyful voice.

"You're awake. Ivy woke up too. Thank god you came in time to donate your kidney last night."

I turned to look at him. "Good."

When he saw my pale face, he froze, then spoke awkwardly.

"You've been through a lot. I said some harsh things last night, but you really shouldn't have complained to my parents. She has nothing to do with our situation."

His words made my heart ache.

He always misunderstood me like this. If this were before my rebirth, I would have defended myself with tears in my eyes.

But now, with our separation imminent and no future intersection between our lives, whether he misunderstood me no longer mattered.

Then Ethan spoke up voluntarily. "I promised to watch the blood moon with you, and I failed to keep that promise. I remember you once said you wanted to see the northern lights. In a few days, let me take you to Finland."

I was surprised for a moment that he still remembered, then shook my head.

"That's not necessary."

For once, Ethan wasn't sarcastic. He pulled out his phone and immediately booked tickets for five days later.

"I understand you're angry with me. I've booked the flights. Once you've recovered in a few days, we'll go on our honeymoon."

"It's not necessary, Ethan."