Semua Bab Alpha Begged His Doctor Luna come back: Bab 91 - Bab 100

(Vivian's POV)The pack alliance ceremony was in full swing. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the gathering, and the scent of ceremonial incense mingled with the distinctive odors of wolves from different territories. I'd been standing with Emma and Ruby near the refreshment table, trying to appear engaged despite my mind constantly returning to Sylvan's abrupt call yesterday."Is that her?" Emma nudged me, pointing discreetly toward the entrance where several distinguished wolves were entering.My heart skipped a beat. "No, not yet.""Who are we looking for again?" Ruby asked, sipping her drink elegantly."Elder Healer Cassandra," I explained, unable to keep the reverence from my voice. "She's the most respected healer in the Eastern territories."Emma raised an eyebrow. "And you've never met her before?""No," I admitted. "I've only seen her in ceremonial portraits."I didn't add that as a young orphaned wolf, I'd printed one such portrait and kept it hidden among my

(Vivian's POV)I sipped my wolfsbane wine, confused by my own feelings. I was annoyed at Sylvan's manipulation but secretly pleased to see him. He was supposed to be in Northern Pack territory until tomorrow, yet here he was."So..." Emma nudged me. "Are you going to tell us what that was about?""He made me a deal. That's all.""That's all?" Ruby raised an eyebrow. "The way he was looking at you suggested something more."Phoebe remained oddly quiet within me, offering no guidance on my conflicted feelings."He's coming back," Ruby whispered urgently.I didn't need to turn around. I could sense Sylvan's approach, his rain-forest scent growing stronger."I see you've finished your wine," he said, sitting beside me.Sylvan's legs brushed against mine under the table. "I'm curious about something, Vivian. The wolf on the phone earlier. Sterling. Was that Nathan Sterling?""Yes. His sister Ruby was participating in the ceremony.""So you met the Sterling Pack Luna as well?" he

(Vivian's POV)I stood frozen in Sylvan's fierce embrace, his rain-forest scent surrounding me completely. His strong arms held me tight, as if I might vanish if he let go."Vivian," he whispered against my hair. "Let's not sever our mate bond, okay?"I pushed against his chest to look at his face. Even in the dim light, his ice-blue eyes burned with intensity."It's too late, Sylvan," I said firmly."It's never too late," he insisted, hands cupping my face. "Not if we both want this.""That's the problem. I don't want this anymore."I stared at his handsome features, remembering how easily I'd fallen for his charm before our mate-marking. Back then, I never knew the pain my wolf Phoebe would suffer from this bond."Please," he begged. "Give us another chance."I shook my head and stepped back. "It's too late.""You just admitted you loved me once. We can find that feeling again.""No, we can't," I wrapped my arms around myself. "Do you know how many times I reached out thro

(Sylvan's POV)I swirled the remaining whiskey in my glass, staring at the amber liquid as memories washed over me. Lucas had left hours ago, but I remained in the private room at The Crescent Club, haunted by thoughts of Vivian."Another, Alpha Thorne?" The server approached cautiously, sensing my dark mood.I nodded silently, my wolf Logan restless beneath my skin. As the fresh whiskey arrived, I found myself diving back into the memories I'd tried so hard to suppress.Our mate-marking night. The ceremony that should have been a beginning but somehow felt like an ending.Vivian had looked breathtaking in her ceremonial white robe, her golden eyes downcast. The pack had assembled to witness our union, but there was no joy in her expression. Not even a smile.When the time came for the marking, I felt her wolf Phoebe trembling beneath her skin. That invisible shudder of fear made my decision simple. I pretended to bite her neck, making it look real enough for the witnesses while

(Vivian's POV)Monday mornings at the Pack Medical Center were chaotic. I'd been treating patients for hours, from a pup with silver poisoning to an elderly wolf with moonstone allergies. My body ached, and Phoebe felt tired beneath my skin."Just one more hour," I whispered while washing my hands.Sarah Parker, the junior healer, handed me a file while yawning."Double shift?" I asked.She nodded. "Since midnight.""Get some red tea," I suggested, scanning the file. "It helps with fatigue.""You could use some yourself," Sarah replied.She was right. I was craving double-infused red tea with moon berry extract - the special blend that helps werewolf healers recover energy."Your next patient is waiting," Sarah said. "It's Alpha Thorne."My hands froze under the water."Sylvan?" I asked, shocked.Sarah nodded, her eyes showing that star-struck look most juniors get when mentioning Sylvan. "He asked for you specifically."I considered refusing. Our mate bond severance was j