Alpha Begged His Doctor Luna come back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

(Vivian's POV)I stared at the embossed invitation card in my hands, the elegant silver lettering catching the morning light streaming through my office window at the Pack Medical Center."Lucas Hayes cordially invites you to celebrate his birthday at The Crescent Club..."Without a second thought, I tossed it into the waste bin beside my desk."No thanks," I muttered to myself, turning my attention back to the patient charts spread before me.Sarah Parker poked her head into my office, her eyes widening when she spotted the discarded invitation."You're not going to Lucas's birthday party?" she asked incredulously. "Everyone's talking about it. It's supposed to be the event of the season!"I didn't look up from my charts. "I'm busy that night.""But you haven't even checked which night it is," Sarah pointed out.I sighed, setting down my pen. "I don't need to. I'm not interested."Later that day, Ruby Sterling called, her voice bubbling with excitement over the same invitati

(Vivian's POV)I felt eyes boring into my back as I turned my head toward the source of the voice. A wolf sitting near the back quickly called out, "Alpha's Mate," before ducking his head.The film had just ended, and the atmosphere in the room had shifted dramatically. Wolves who had barely acknowledged my existence before were now looking at me with something akin to respect in their eyes. The screen had shown moments from the past three years—instances where I'd performed emergency healing rituals in the field, treated silver poisoning cases, all while battling my own depression.Phoebe stirred uncomfortably within me at the sudden attention. I wasn't used to being the center of focus in any room, especially not one filled with high-ranking wolves."Healer Bennett," a beta wolf from an allied pack approached, his scent respectful as he bowed his head slightly. "I'd be honored if you would attend our territory exhibition next full moon.""The Northern Council would value your in

(Vivian's POV)I woke with a splitting headache, my temples throbbing in painful synchronization with my heartbeat. Groaning, I rolled over in bed, trying to piece together fragments of memory from the previous night.Lucas's birthday party. The video of Sylvan. That sweet wolfsbane cocktail...Everything after that was a haze of disconnected images and sensations. Had I dreamed of snow? Of being carried in strong arms?Phoebe whimpered softly within me, sharing my discomfort. With considerable effort, I dragged myself to the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my aching body. By the time I stepped out, I'd managed to convince myself I could function through my shift at the Pack Medical Center.At work, I moved through my morning rounds on autopilot. The pain behind my eyes only intensified under the harsh lights. I chewed on a bitter pain-relieving herb from my personal supplies, grimacing at the taste but grateful for the mild relief it provided."Did you hear about the

(Vivian's POV)The living room was very quiet, so quiet it was desolate. I stood inside the doorway of the Northern Territory villa, my heart hammering against my ribs. The familiar space felt both welcoming and unsettling, a contradiction that made Phoebe stir within me.I'd expected emptiness, silence. Instead, the moon-crystal lamps cast their gentle glow across the room, illuminating everything just as they had when we'd lived here together. The soft hum of running water from the ensuite bathroom upstairs confirmed I wasn't alone.My feet carried me forward automatically, my fingers trailing along the back of the leather sofa we'd chosen together. Sylvan's rain-forest scent lingered in the air, subtly mingling with the healing herbs from my previous visits.I moved through the first floor quickly, noting signs of occupancy everywhere. This wasn't someone collecting belongings—this was someone living here. Sylvan's leather-bound territory reports sat open on the desk in the stud

(Vivian's POV)I was lost in the haze of fever dreams when a knock jolted me awake. My eyelids felt heavy, my body ached, and for a moment, I wasn't sure if the sound was real or imagined.The knock came again, more insistent this time."Who is it?" I called, my voice scraping painfully against my raw throat."It's Lyra, your neighbor," came a cheerful voice. "Finnian and I brought you something!"I dragged myself out of bed, grabbing a protective mask from my nightstand. As a healer, I knew better than to spread whatever nasty pack fever I'd contracted. My legs wobbled beneath me as I made my way to the door.When I opened it, She-wolf Lyra stood there with her young pup Finnian. The boy's eyes brightened when he saw me, though they quickly widened at the sight of my mask."Are you playing healer games?" he asked innocently.Despite my misery, I couldn't help smiling behind the mask. "No, sweetie. I'm actually sick with pack fever."Lyra pulled Finnian back slightly, her mate