Semua Bab Alpha Begged His Doctor Luna come back: Bab 51 - Bab 60

(Sylvan's POV)The frustration of Vivian hanging up on me lingered like a thorn under my skin. I stared at the mate bond severance papers spread across my desk, my pen poised over a particularly irritating clause."Emotional breakdown resulting from separation..." I read aloud, then viciously crossed out the entire phrase.Emotional breakdown? As if either of us had suffered such a thing. This was a business arrangement, nothing more. I continued my meticulous inspection of the document, striking through anything that hinted at actual feelings.My wolf Logan paced restlessly within me, making it difficult to concentrate. He'd been unusually agitated since Vivian had moved out of our villa.Marcus Wright cleared his throat from the doorway. "Alpha Thorne, the territorial acquisition contracts for the Northern Region need your review before tomorrow's council meeting."I didn't look up from my systematic dismantling of the severance agreement. "Leave them on the side table. I'll ge

(Vivian's POV)The sleek black SUV glided smoothly through the pack territory roads. I sat beside Elder Margaret Thorne, whose frail hand rested in mine. Despite her advanced age, the former Luna of the Thorn Pack still commanded respect with her mere presence. Her silver hair was styled in an elegant twist, but I couldn't help noticing how loose her clothing seemed around her diminished frame."You've lost weight," I said softly, medical concern overtaking my usual reserve.Elder Margaret's eyes, still sharp despite her age, crinkled at the corners as she smiled. "Nothing escapes a healer's notice, does it?""It's more than just a little weight," I pressed gently. "You've been at the Sacred Moon Grounds for six months. I thought it was for rest, not treatment."The Sacred Moon Grounds were ancient territories where pack elders often went to recuperate, drawing strength from the special energies there. But judging by Margaret's appearance, she'd been there for more serious reasons

(Vivian's POV)As I turned toward the staircase, Sylvan emerged from the shadows. His rain-forest scent reached me before he did."Going somewhere?" His voice was cold.I sighed. "To bed. It's been a long day."Sylvan's ice-blue eyes narrowed. "I saw you with William just now.""We were just talking," I replied, too tired for his suspicions."About what?" he pressed, moving closer."Not that it's any of your business, but I asked about him and Grace."A cruel smile appeared on his face. "Considering your options now that their ceremony has been canceled? Think you have a chance with my brother?""What are you talking about?""Don't play innocent," he snapped. "I've seen how you look at him."I shook my head in disbelief. "You've completely lost your mind.""Answer the question," he demanded. "If you had a choice, would you have preferred William as your mate?"His question caught me off guard. Maybe it was exhaustion, or the frustration of the past three years, but I answe

(Vivian's POV)I pushed open the glass doors of the Pack Medical Center, the cool evening air hit my face, bringing relief after twelve hours of healing injured wolves. My muscles ached from standing all day, and Phoebe was quiet within me, as exhausted as I was.My steps faltered when I spotted the familiar black SUV parked directly in front of the entrance.Sylvan leaned against the vehicle, his powerful frame unmistakable even in the fading light. His rain-forest scent reached me before I got close, stirring unwanted memories."What are you doing here?" I asked, stopping a safe distance away.Instead of answering, Sylvan held up his phone. Elder Margaret's face filled the screen, her silver hair elegantly arranged despite her supposed illness."Vivian, dear!" she called. "I asked Sylvan to pick you up. You're coming for dinner, remember?"I didn't remember any such arrangement, but Elder Margaret's expectant smile made it impossible to refuse."Of course, Elder," I replied,

(Vivian's POV)I grabbed my shawl from the chair and wrapped it tightly around my naked body, my hands trembling with a mixture of anger and humiliation. Water still dripped from my hair, trickling down my neck as I faced Sylvan."Get out," I hissed, clutching the fabric closer to my chest.Instead of leaving, Sylvan stepped further into the room. The unmistakable scent of alcohol mingled with his rain-forest aroma. His eyes were slightly unfocused, his movements less precise than usual."You're drunk," I realized aloud."Not drunk enough," he murmured, moving closer until I was forced to back up.My retreat ended when my back hit the cupboard. Sylvan placed his hands on either side of me, effectively trapping me. His face hovered inches from mine, his breath warm against my cheek."You smell like healing herbs and winter," he whispered, his eyes darkening. "Do you know how maddening that is?"I turned my face away. "Sylvan, stop this. We're ending our mate bond tomorrow."His