Nathan"How is he today?" I asked softly, resting a hand on Elder Vera's slumped shoulder.She shook her head wearily, face etched deep with lines of worry and grief. "The fever continues burning unchecked. His spirit dims further each time he wakes."I swallowed thickly, nodding. After months battling this mysterious wasting sickness, Father had finally taken a sharp turn last night, his stubborn vitality flagging. Now we raced against time to save him before the traditional remedies proved useless.But desperation made my next request no less distasteful. "Vera, please give us the room. I must speak privately with my father."Her expression clouded with concern. But she patted my hand in acquiescence before slipping away to grant us privacy. Father's rheumy eyes blinked open at her departure, wandering until they settled unsteadily on me. I settled gingerly on the bedside chair and clasped his limp hand in both of mine."Father, I'm so sorry to disturb your rest," I began gently. "B
NathanThe sleek black town car rolled to a stop outside an impressive modern clinic. I peered up at the gleaming rows of windows critically.Hard to believe somewhere this pristine held the answers my father's life depended on. But I trust Dr. Amara, the last doctor that suggested her friend."Doesn't look like much," Derek grunted, echoing my skepticism. But we had exhausted all other options. This Dr. Terra came highly recommended, with remarkable success treating obscure conditions. If she could not help Father, no one could.Squaring my shoulders, I stepped through the automated doors while Derek parked. The receptionist's bored expression shifted to surprise then flustered deference when I introduced myself."Of course, Alpha, we've been expecting you. I'll inform Dr. Terra right away." She hurried off down a gleaming corridor.I paced the spacious waiting area impatiently, ignoring the curious glances from nearby patients. Likely they thought I was some eccentric billionaire se
TerraMy hands trembled, making the door rattle louder than intended as I pulled it open. And there he stood, exactly the same yet utterly different. Broad shoulders that used to shelter me, dark hair I used to tangle my fingers in, green eyes once my entire world. Nathan."Terra." My name on his lips again after endless years twisted my heart. "It's really you."I struggled to shore up my shaken composure, donning the mask of professional detachment that had shielded me all these years. "Hello, Nathan. I wasn't expecting you. How may I help?"He flinched almost imperceptibly at my cool tone. But what did he expect after the way we had parted? I would not unravel at the mere memory of tender caresses and sweet promises, no matter how vividly my treacherous mind recalled those fleeting joys. The giddy girl who loved him without reservation was gone.Nathan's pained eyes searched my face, perhaps realizing the shy warmth he had carelessly cast aside was lost to him now. But he swallowed
NathanI strode through the clinic doors exactly thirty minutes before Terra's shift ended, earning curious looks from staff and patients alike at my punctual arrival. But after a week apart, I refused to miss a single possible moment in her presence, however brief.Derek trailed after me, amusement crinkling his eyes as I made directly for the small waiting area by reception I had staked out as my own over the past days."Eager today, are we?" he remarked wryly, lowering his bulky frame into the chair beside me. "Most men only pine so for their actual mate."I narrowed my eyes in warning, not appreciating the implication. "I merely wish to show Terra I intend to keep my word this time. Being here when she's available proves my reliability."Derek held up his hands peaceably, though his grin remained unapologetically knowing. "As you say, Alpha. I'm sure she'll be positively thrilled at your dedication to loitering outside her workplace every day."I bit back a sharp retort, not wishi
TerraYou're being irrational, I chided myself once insomnia finally gave way to fitful slumber. This was about an innocuous medical consult, nothing more. I would help if possible, then immediately return to my clinic, my life here. No threat existed unless I lost perspective.Yet uneasy dreams of running alone through moonlit forests pursued me until dawn. A shadowy black wolf lurked at the corner of my vision, familiar and strange at once. But each time I spun to face it head on, the specter vanished like smoke through my fingers.Even in sleep I could not confront the lingering ghosts of my past. Perhaps I never would find courage to stand and fight.The next morning, supplies had to be restocked and charts updated, providing welcome distraction from restless thoughts. By mid-afternoon, I had almost achieved some sense of normalcy again. Until a shy knock at my office door heralded Collins poking his head in, his tentative expression setting me instantly on edge."Hey. Nathan is b
NathanI paced anxiously in the courtyard outside my father’s private rooms, pausing every few moments to glance down the tree-lined drive for any sign of Terra’s arrival. After endless torturous days spent negotiating her help from afar, today she finally returned in person to assess my father's declining condition. The prospect of having her near again was both a blessing and exquisite torture.From atop the stone steps, Derek observed my restless prowling with a knowing smirk. “Relax, Alpha. Wearing a trench in the pavers won’t hasten her arrival.”I shot him an irritated scowl, even as his teasing words brought heat to my cheeks. Of course I knew hovering here obsessively would not actually summon Terra faster. But remaining cooped up inside had proven unbearable. Out here, at least the fresh autumn air soothed my frazzled nerves slightly.“I only want to be on hand when she gets here, as any good host would,” I defended. Derek’s grin only widened, clearly seeing through my feeble
TerraThe ornate bedroom doors closed heavily behind me, sealing away the outside world for a brief respite. I leaned back against the cool wood, eyes squeezed shut as I focused on slowing my breaths.The whirlwind of emotions since arriving yesterday had left me dizzy and reeling. I just needed a moment alone to regain some fragile composure before facing it all again.This lavish suite was larger than my entire apartment back home. But its opulent grandeur only emphasized how jarringly out of place I felt.Like a feral alley cat wandered unwittingly into a pedigreed parlor. I may have shed my downtrodden orphan identity, but sliding back into the role of pampered princess did not come naturally either.Collapsing into a plush armchair by the marble fireplace, I pulled out my phone and dialed the familiar number, craving the comforting voice of my rock in the storm. Collins picked up on the second ring."There's my favorite doctor! How is the mysterious house call going?" His playful
NathanSunlight streamed into my father's lavish sickroom, lending false vigor to his gaunt features against the plush pillows.I prayed the dawn's radiance portended hope, not a cruel irony. Father had lingered languidly near death's door for weeks as his mysterious illness wasted his body relentlessly away, always rallying just long enough to kindle fragile hope before the next precipitous decline.But now, miraculously, in the scant handful of days since Terra's arrival, that dreaded pattern seemed to have reversed. No longer did Father lie motionless but for labored breaths, the stillness of a tomb except for the pestilent stench of decay permeating the heavy velvet drapes around his four-poster bed.Now he could sit upright unaided for short periods, lucid enough to hold fragmented conversation or sip broth and weakened tea. The pallid tinge to his skin showed early signs of healthy pink renewal. Even his silver mane and beard gleamed brighter, as if reflecting an inner vitality