Semua Bab The Alpha Chose His Heirs, So I Chose Myself: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Blood ran down the back of my neck. I remembered how he used to be.I was working at the North Pack medical center. One night, I finished a late surgery and was walking back to my quarters alone. Three rogues jumped out of an alley and cornered me. Their eyes glowed red in the darkness.Before I could scream, a figure rushed out of the shadows.It was Damon. He took down all three rogues alone. He moved so fast I could barely track him.But they had silver weapons. He went down with a gash on his arm, the edges of the wound blackening instantly. Silver is poison to werewolves.I treated his wounds. I cleaned the wound, stitched it, injected the antidote. I stayed by his bedside all night. He burned with fever, drifting in and out of consciousness, holding my hand and mumbling.Near dawn, he woke up.He was sweating from the pain, but he still smiled at me. "Lena, remember this. You saved my life. I'll have to pay you back for the rest of my life."My tears fell into his palm.After we

I woke up in the infirmary. The cuts on my fingers were bandaged. My knees still ached. The stiffness in my back from crouching for so long had not gone away."Lena." Damon was right there, his eyes bloodshot. "You're awake. How do you feel?"Once, when I collapsed from exhaustion after a night shift, he sat by my bed like this too.But I was not exhausted. His parents had punished me by making me clean the silver room. And he had stood by and said one word. Fine.I pulled my hand away from his and would not look at him."Lena, the silver room was not so bad. You are human. Silver does not hurt you.""I crouched there all night. My fingers were cut dozens of times. Do you know what was on those silver items? Rogue blood.""At least you do not burn from silver like a werewolf would."I looked at his face. He truly believed that was mercy."So you think I hurt that child too?"Damon did not answer right away. He looked down, then back up. That brief hesitation was answer enough."Lena,"

The room still looked the way Damon had left it. Lena’s books were still spread open on the bed, but she was gone. Damon’s eyes fell on the nightstand. The pendant fragments wrapped in cloth were gone too. She had taken even the broken pieces. She left nothing behind.“Lena? Lena!”Damon’s breath stopped. His voice echoed through the empty room, but no familiar voice answered him.His hand fell from the doorframe. He turned and ran up the stairs. The study. The spare room. The training room. Even the small storage closet. Damon spun through the shrinking space like a wounded animal. His frantic eyes searched every corner. He tore through every place she might hide. His movements grew faster and more chaotic. His breathing sounded like a broken bellows.Panic flooded his chest like ice water. The wolf inside him howled, slamming against the walls of his mind, desperate to chase after her.Damon grabbed the guard standing outside. “Where is Lena? I told you to watch her. Where did she go

It was late at night when I finally returned to the station with my colleagues. I thought even if the Blackwood team stayed for a long review, they would leave the same day.But when I got out of the car, I saw Damon’s black off road vehicle.I knew that car too well. Damon used to drive me all over the North Pack in it. He hid surprises for me in the back seat. He showed up in the parking lot late at night after my shifts to wait for me. But later, he used that same car to take Victoria to her medical checkups.I looked away and walked toward the building. The car door opened. Damon stepped out.No warning. No sign. The person I thought I would never see again was suddenly standing in front of me.Time stopped. The wind disappeared. The hum of the station’s machines faded. All I could hear was my own heartbeat.“Lena.”I never expected to see him here. He had lost weight. There were dark circles under his eyes. The once proud Alpha heir now looked like an ordinary man who had been hol

On the third day of Damon’s coma, Luna Catherine arrived at the medical station. She looked much older. The woman who was always so polished and superior now looked exhausted.She went into Damon’s room, then came out to find me. I was sitting in a hallway chair. I saw her approach but did not stand.“Lena,” she said. Her voice was not sharp anymore. It was low and tired.I looked at her but said nothing.“I am sorry,” she said. “We wronged you.”She lowered her head. The gesture looked strange on her.“I do not expect you to forgive us,” she said. “But I want you to know that we were wrong.”I did not answer.After a long silence, she took a journal out of her bag.I recognized it. It was the first gift I gave Damon when we first got together. He said he would use it to record all our memories.“He has been writing in it,” Luna Catherine said. “He wrote every day after you left. Before he came to the Arctic, he said he would give it to you when he found you.”She placed the journal on