(Aria's POV)Derek's cold gaze pierced through me like shards of ice, silencing any lingering resistance I might have held. His expression was unreadable, but his voice, like a heavy frost, cut through the stillness."Stop refusing treatment," he commanded curtly, his tone leaving no room for debate. Before I could muster even a weak protest, he reached for the blanket folded at the edge of the bed.His hands moved deliberately as he pulled it over me, tucking it around my trembling frame. The action, though devoid of tenderness, carried an air of finality. My chest tightened, unsure whether to view it as dominance or care.Derek picked up my medical report from the nearby table, scanning the contents with an air of detached professionalism. His long eyelashes lowered slightly, concealing his ice-blue eyes, but I noticed something faint and fleeting in his brow—an unease that almost seemed misplaced on someone like him.His alpha presence permeated the room, heavy and controlled.
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