All Chapters of The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~ 112 ~ ~ Ryker ~The door of examination room three swung wide open, and I rushed inside with my breath coming hard and fast.Seeing Lili in such a compromising position with the man caught me completely off guard. For one damning second, it looked like something deeply intimate — her standing close by the table, and him standing right beside her, clearly shirtless. A flash of raw betrayal crossed my chest, hot and painful.But I immediately caught myself, forcing the foolish jealousy down. I knew Lili. I knew her heart, her morals, and her dedication. She was simply not that kind of person.As my racing pulse slowed down just a fraction, I also noticed the injury on his arm, properly bandaged with clean gauze and medical tape. But even as I registered it, something felt entirely strange about the whole setup. Lili was the lead surgeon of Red Moon. She managed critical care, performed complex operations, and oversaw lab research. She didn't do this sort of routine treatment. Nurses

~ 114 ~~ Mia ~Ryker and I sat side by side on the wooden bench, neither of us speaking, letting the heavy emotional dust settle between us.Not long afterward, Ryker’s pocket buzzed with a sharp vibration. He pulled out his communicator, checked the glowing screen, and let out a low sigh. Pack business had summoned him back to the main office.He stood up, brushing a stray leaf from his coat, and looked down at me with a softened expression.Before leaving, he reached out, his hand gently resting on my shoulder. "Call me when you finish work, Lili. I'll come pick you up."Despite everything that had happened between us earlier, those simple, steady words sent an unexpected warmth straight to my chest. It was a grounding anchor in a storm of uncertainties."Alright," I agreed softly, offering him a faint smile. "I'll call you."After Ryker walked away, I headed back across the courtyard to my own office building. The hallways were growing dim as evening settled over Red Moon. I decid

~ 116 ~~ Mia ~I stared down at the small piece of paper resting on the floor. Slowly, I stood up from the sofa, walked over, and picked it up.I unfolded it. Written in neat, masculine handwriting were a few simple words: ‘I overstepped, and I am truly sorry. May I have five minutes to explain?’I stood in the center of the quiet office for a long moment, staring at the note. The anger that had burned so fiercely just minutes before had cooled into a tired ache, leaving me exhausted. I let out a long, slow breath and walked to the door, pulling it open.Alexander was standing just a few feet away, leaning against the opposite wall with his hands in his pockets. When the door clicked open, he straightened up immediately, his dark eyes searching my face with cautious uncertainty."You're still here," I said, my voice flat."I didn't want to leave things like that," Alexander replied quietly, stepping forward. "Can I come in?"I hesitated, then stepped aside, letting him walk into the

~ 118 ~ ~ Mia ~I pushed past the corner of the corridor out of breath, my heart hammering from the stairwell I'd taken when the elevator swallowed Ryker whole.The scene hit me before I'd fully rounded the bend. Ryker stood planted outside my office door, shoulders squared, radiating the cold, dangerous stillness of a wolf a breath away from lunging. And facing him, unbothered on the surface but with a tightness in his jaw I was learning to read, was Alexander."...do you not understand the word no?" Ryker was snarling, stepping into Alexander's space."I'm here for my father's medical appointment, Alpha," Alexander answered, his voice even, deliberately low. "Elder Edmund has a follow-up scheduled this morning. I came early to drop off his files from Silverleaf.""Convenient," Ryker said, the word dripping with ice.I didn't hear whatever Alexander said next, because my eyes had already caught the thing that turned my blood cold. Doors up and down the corridor were cracking open. A

~ 120 ~~ Mia ~After Elder Edmund and Aron left the office, the silence settled back over the room. I stood by my desk, rubbing my temples as a lingering headache throbbed behind my eyes. Ryker's outburst had been completely unacceptable, and the bitter taste of it still lingered in the air."Dr. Quinn?" a nurse's voice called softly from the doorway, breaking my thoughts."Yes?" I looked up, lowering my hand."The afternoon surgical prep is ready whenever you are," she said, holding a clipboard against her chest."Thank you. I'll be right out," I replied, forcing my professional composure back into place.I picked up my chart folder, checked the patient notes one last time, and stepped out into the hallway. The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur of sterile lights, surgical masks, and precise movements in the operating theater. Keeping my hands busy was the only way to keep my mind from wandering back to the chaos of the morning.Shortly afterward, as I washed my hands at the scr