Semua Bab Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Lucia’s POV"You still have absolutely nothing to tell me?" Luciano asks.His voice sounds like gravel grinding together. He doesn't even look at the healer when he speaks. He just keeps his eyes fixed on Alanza's pale face. His shoulders are pulled so tight they look like they might snap.Libbie stands by the door with her clipboard pressed against her chest. She looks like she hasn't slept in days. "I am truly sorry, Alpha. We are running every test we have. Her vitals are stable, but she just won't wake up."Luciano grunts and turns back to the bed. He ignores everything else in the room. Libbie catches my eye for a split second. She gives her head a tiny, firm shake.My heart skips. It takes me a moment to process the silent signal. She is telling me the test was negative. Alanza isn't pregnant.A massive weight lifts off my chest. I feel a wave of relief so strong it makes me dizzy. Then the guilt hits. I shouldn't feel happy whil

Alanza’s POV"Alanza, you have to wake up."The voice was a thin thread in a sea of ink. I tried to grab it, but the darkness was heavy, like cold water filling my lungs. Everything felt distant. There was a rhythmic, mechanical clicking somewhere to my left. A dull heat pulsed in my palms."I know you can hear me," the voice persisted. It was clearer now, vibrating with a strange familiarity. "Because I can finally hear you."Hear me? I didn't think I was making a sound. My throat felt like it had been lined with crushed glass. My entire existence felt buried under a mountain of wet earth. I remembered fire. I remembered the sensation of the air being sucked out of the world until there was nothing left to breathe."You're alive," the voice insisted, firmer this time. "You’re in the hospital. You're safe. Just open your eyes."No. I didn't want to. Waking meant the return of the weight. It meant acknowledging the ache in my bone

Alanza’s POV"You aren't going to win this, Luciano, so you might as well stop pacing before you wear a hole in the floor," Lucia said.She stood with her arms locked over her chest. Her chin was tilted up in that stubborn way I knew so well. She did not look like she was standing in front of the most powerful man in the region. She looked like she was scolding a toddler. Lucia did not care about ranks or titles. If there was a human version of an alpha, she was it. I was not shocked her parents let her come here. Lucia did not ask for things. She just did them and let everyone else deal with the fallout.Luciano stopped moving. The rubber soles of his heavy boots made a sharp squeak against the hospital tile. He let out a long breath. It was a heavy sound that made his shoulders drop. When he finally looked at me, the golden heat in his eyes had faded. He looked tired. He looked like he was ready to give up."You are right, Alanza," he said. His vo

Alanza’s POV"Don't stop," I whispered, my voice breaking as I pulled him closer.Luciano was being too cautious. He moved with a careful, deliberate slowness that made my skin itch with impatience. He wanted to be gentle, to treat me like something that might break, but that wasn't what I needed. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched my back, forcing him to bridge the gap between us. When he finally sank into me, the fullness was a physical relief that silenced the noise in my head. I felt a sense of completion that only he could provide, a grounding weight that anchored me to the present.The last of his restraint snapped. I saw it in the way his eyes darkened and felt it in the sudden, hard grip of his fingers against my skin. He stopped trying to be careful. His movements became a wild, heavy rhythm that drove the air from my lungs. I was pinned to the mattress, my body sliding upward with every forceful thrust until I was barely on the bed at

Alanza’s POV"We finally have a second to breathe without Karlos hovering," I said, leaning back against the cool leather of Lucia’s sofa.The silence of the apartment was a relief. Lucia had spent a fortune on soundproofing this place, which meant we could actually talk about the strange things happening in my head without a pack of werewolves eavesdropping on our every word. I spent the next twenty minutes catching her up on everything I had seen and felt while I was trapped in that three-week coma.Lucia frowned, her eyes scanning my face as if searching for a fever. "I know I’m just a regular human, but that doesn't sound like a wolf spirit trying to break through. It sounds like something else entirely.""Precisely," Sombra chimed in. Her mental voice was sharp and approving. She had always been fond of Lucia’s blunt intuition."Sombra says you hit the nail on the head," I told Lucia."It is an awakening," the vo