All Chapters of Alpha Begged His Doctor Luna come back: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Territory Claims

(Vivian's POV)"I want the Northern Wolf Pack Territorial Cottage," I said firmly, my voice steadier than I expected.Sylvan looked up from the dissolution paperwork spread across the dining table, his ice-blue eyes narrowing slightly. The morning light streaming through the windows cast harsh shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw."The northern cottage?" he repeated, setting down his pen. "That's your request?"I nodded, keeping my expression neutral despite the nervous flutter in my chest. "Yes. As part of our mate bond dissolution."Sylvan leaned back in his chair, studying me with that calculating gaze I'd grown to resent. His rain-forest scent filled the space between us, a constant reminder of what I was giving up."The northern cottage has significant memorial value to you, doesn't it?" he asked, his tone deceptively casual. "Is that why you want it?"I straightened my shoulders, refusing to let him see how much the question affected me. "I've

Blood Moon's Rise

(Sylvan's POV)I slammed the door of my office at Blood Moon headquarters. The Northern Pack Alpha had just signed over his hunting grounds to us—another victory."Have the contracts for the Sterling Pack merger been finalized?" I asked Marcus as he entered with documents."Yes, Alpha. The Sterling Pack territories will be under Blood Moon control by next week.""And the human connections?""Three mafia families have requested meetings. They're interested in our security services in the northern territories."A smirk tugged at my lips. "Arrange the meetings."In just two weeks since leaving the villa—since that night with Vivian—I'd thrown myself into expanding Blood Moon's influence. The pack forums were buzzing with speculation about our sudden aggressive expansion."The Thorn Pack border dispute also needs your attention," Marcus added, sliding another folder across my desk.I frowned. "Why is this coming to me?""Alpha Jonathan specifically requested your involvement. He

Unexpected Return

(Vivian's POV)Four days at the Pack Alliance Therapy Session had left me mentally drained but professionally fulfilled. The Neutral Zone conference had been an excellent opportunity to showcase my healing techniques to other pack healers."Hurry up, Bennett!" Jennifer Walsh called from inside the vehicle. "We're already running late!"I jogged the last few steps to the bus, by the time I climbed aboard, only one seat remained—the front passenger seat next to the driver."Sorry about that," the driver said with an apologetic smile. "Dr. Thompson and Ms. Walsh insisted on taking the back seats.""It's fine," I replied, settling into the leather seat.The driver, a beta wolf with sandy brown hair and eager eyes, extended his hand. "Mark Stevens, at your service. Pack transportation division."I shook his hand briefly. "Vivian Bennett.""Oh, I know who you are," Mark said, his voice carrying a hint of admiration. "Everyone knows the Head Healer of the Thorn Pack Medical Center."

Unexpected Encounters

(Vivian's POV)Sylvan stared down at me from the top of the stairs, his ice-blue eyes widening with surprise. The familiar rain-forest scent that had haunted my dreams for years filled the space between us."Vivian?" His voice was rough, whether from sleep or shock, I couldn't tell.I gripped the doorframe, steadying myself as the room seemed to tilt. The wolfsbane whiskey from dinner was clearly affecting my judgment more than I'd realized."What are you doing here?" I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. "I could ask you the same question. Sneaking around in the middle of the night... not very proper behavior for the Head Healer of the Pack Medical Center."His teasing tone grated on my already raw nerves. I opened my mouth to question his presence when a chilling thought struck me. The pictures on the pack forum—Clara in her ski outfit with the Northern Territory cabin visible in the background. Her caption about her

Unwanted Visitor

(Vivian's POV)The heat of Sylvan's touch spread through my body like wildfire. His hands roamed beneath my blouse, sending shivers along my spine. My rational mind was drowning in sensation, forgetting why this was a bad idea.The doorbell rang again, more insistent this time."Sylvan? Are you in there?" A familiar female voice called from outside. "I brought dinner from the lodge since you left so suddenly!"Clara Redcliff.Her voice was like ice water down my back. I froze, my hands still in Sylvan's hair. Phoebe whimpered and retreated within me, hiding from the humiliation washing over me.I pushed against Sylvan's chest, all desire gone. "Let me go. Now."His eyes remained dark with want, but he loosened his grip. I scrambled off the sofa, fixing my rumpled clothes with trembling hands."You said there was no one else here," I accused, barely whispering."There isn't," he replied, fixing his hair. "I didn't invite her."The doorbell rang again. "Sylvan? I know you're in

Painful Revelations

(Vivian's POV)I watched Clara Redcliff's face, searching for any sign that she was lying. "You're very direct today," I remarked, keeping my voice neutral despite the storm raging inside me.Clara's perfect lips curved into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I see no reason to pretend anymore. Not after what happened at the northern cabin."My fingers tightened around the patient file I was holding. The memory of Sylvan's kiss, followed by Clara's arrival, was still painfully fresh."I love Sylvan," she declared boldly, her voice steady and confident. "I've always loved him. We were meant to be together before circumstances forced him to mark you."The raw honesty in her words stung more than her usual veiled barbs."I've respected your position as his mate," she continued, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "But once your mate bond is severed, I will be with him properly. He knows how I feel."My wolf Phoebe growled softly within me, but I maintained my composure. I wo

Drunken Confessions

(Vivian's POV)I stared into my fourth—or was it fifth?—glass of wolfsbane whiskey. The liquid burned down my throat, numbing the pain that had settled deep in my chest since that moment at the Pack Medical Center."Vivi." The nickname echoed in my head, mocking me with its casual cruelty.I'd never been much of a drinker. As a healer, I knew too well what alcohol did to wolf metabolism. But tonight, I welcomed the fog creeping over my mind, blurring the sharp edges of today's revelation.Clara's smug face flashed before me. "My grandfather thought Clara Vivi Redcliff was too long for pack records." The way she'd emphasized the nickname, knowing exactly what it would do to me.I signaled the bartender for another drink. He hesitated but complied when I slid my credit card across the counter."I thought I was special to him," I whispered to no one in particular.The memory of Sylvan's voice, low and intimate in the darkness of the Northern Territory cabin, washed over me: "Vivi,

Cold Clarity

(Sylvan's POV)The whiskey had transformed my usually guarded mate into someone almost unrecognizable. Vivian's head lolled against my shoulder as James drove us back to the villa, her tears dampening my shirt collar. One moment she was sobbing quietly, the next she was drifting into restless sleep."Why her?" she murmured, her words slurred. "Why Clara?"I brushed a strand of white-blonde hair from her flushed face. My wolf Logan stirred uncomfortably within me, unsettled by her distress."What were you thinking?" I scolded softly, dabbing at her tear-stained cheeks with my handkerchief. "Drinking alone at the Moonlight Bar? Do you know how dangerous that is?"She didn't respond, having fallen back into alcohol-induced slumber. Her breathing was uneven, her brow furrowed even in sleep. Phoebe, her usually responsive wolf, seemed unnaturally quiet.James caught my eye in the rearview mirror. "Should I call Dr. Thompson, sir?""No," I replied sharply. "She doesn't need a doctor.

Reclaiming Territory

(Vivian's POV)Emma's office was bustling with activity when I arrived. The moment I stepped through the door, her face lit up with surprise."Vivian! I thought you were taking the day off?" Emma jumped up from her desk, waving me over. Her auburn hair was tied back in a messy bun, and her eyes widened at the sight of the thermos in my hand."I am," I replied, setting the thermos on her desk. "But I wanted to bring you this healing broth. It works wonders for transformation fatigue."Emma's coworkers immediately gathered around, curiosity piqued."Is that the famous Bennett healing broth?" asked Peter, one of the junior healers. He leaned in to sniff appreciatively. "The one that cured Alpha Morrison's transformation paralysis last spring?"I nodded, trying not to feel self-conscious under their admiring gazes. "It's just herbs and technique, nothing special.""Nothing special, she says," Emma scoffed, playfully nudging my shoulder. "Only the best healer in three territories bei

Reclaiming What's Rightfully Hers

(Vivian's POV)I stood my ground in the living room of what should have been my home. Uncle Harold's face was contorted with rage, but I refused to be intimidated anymore."You have no proof," he spat, his fists clenching. "No way to connect yourself to Alexander and Diana Bennett.""Actually, I do," I replied calmly. "Blood lineage testing can be done using either your wife's DNA, as my mother's sister, or my parents' DNA records in the pack registry."The color drained from Uncle Harold's face. His mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for water. He clearly hadn't expected this."The pack registry keeps blood samples and DNA records of every wolf born within its territory," I continued, my voice steady despite the rapid beating of my heart. "Those records can't be altered or destroyed, not even by a pack member with connections."Aunt Evelyn wrung her hands nervously. "Harold, maybe we should—""Be quiet!" he snapped, turning his fury on her.I squared my shoulders, fee

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