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She can’t be ignoring me, right? “Where is Quinn? I haven’t seen her since I woke up,” I said. He looks at me sadly. I gulped as different thoughts passed through my head. Is she still angry with me? Did she leave because of our little fight? I was beginning to get scared. The heart monitor started beating loudly. The doctor ran inside again. “Uncle, where is Quinn?” I asked, keeping myself in check as Liam is here. “Doctor, can we get a wheelchair?” uncle asked.

Quinn has her eyes on Draven, but the gaze is a lot different from in the past which used to be a brief side glance filled with fear then exchange of angry and innocently jealous words, but this time… “Tell us what happened to Beta Draven. You couldn't find a doctor to bribe to lie to us?” “N-no, that's not the case. He wasn't in his office because of an emergency, but I want you guys to believe that the alpha will be cured,” Draven says and I notice Quinn's expression turn even more sour that I have to shake her for her to loosen it up. “What's going on?” She whispers so that I can read her lips and although I'm a little distracted by how pouty and full her lower lips look, I grab it. I tak

“If you kiss so badly, I don’t think you can meet my demands of my pleasure.” With the way her heart was thudding against her breast, it was almost impossible for Quinn to understand what he was saying—but she did, through the fog of her clouded brain. He must think she was some kind of whore—at least it was a relief that the Alpha didn’t know her as the healer he was looking for, and that would give her time to plan her escape before the Alpha finds out. The Alpha traced a finger around her delicate jawline. Hooking it under her chin, he turned her face up to his, so that there was no more hiding from his arresting gaze.

I had heard rumors about a beautiful female doctor in our hospital's urology department named Jade Clemens. It was said her face had an angelic innocence, yet her figure sparked imagination. Many male doctors were eager to meet her; some even went directly to the urology clinic to register as her patients. The doctors from the anesthesiology department where I worked often mentioned her, joking that they would make appointments with her someday to get a "thorough examination". I told them not to go too far and to respect her profession, but they replied, "The lady herself doesn't mind, so why are you so concerned?"

"But I’m okay. How are you feeling? Are you taking your medicine? Is the nurse checking your blood pressure?" Thomas Quinn chuckled, though it ended in a small cough. "I’m fine, I’m fine. The Matthews' doctors are very thorough. They don't let me move an inch without a clipboard following me. I just miss my girl." Lucy closed her eyes, picturing her father in his favorite armchair back home. The only reason he was still in that house, getting the best care in the country, was because of her signature on a marriage contract. "I miss you too," she said. "The campus is so loud lately. I just want some of your burnt toast and a quiet afternoon."

Nothing changes. Not the way he treats me. Not the way others see me. Even the maids whisper. Their voices low But not low enough. I hear them. I always do. I sit on the edge of my bed. My thoughts drift back to the Queen Mother. Worry settles in my chest. She is the only one who treats me with genuine kindness. Her And Queen Viola. Everyone else Feels distant. Cold. Or dangerous. The night stretches on. Quiet. Still. Peaceful on the surface.

I shook my head, smiling a little bit. It's good to witness a solemn conversation with them. It gives me peace of mind. I'm sure Xavion will be over the moon tomorrow, knowing his parents are now okay with Quinn. I met Quinn twice, and all I could say is that she's a strong woman from a very complicated, notorious family.

The side slit on her dress kept her long legs vaguely visible. Donald was laughing when he saw Drakon. "Welcome back, son," he said, then asked in curiosity as he noticed the woman with him, "And you are…?" Drakon smiled, "Ah, slipped my mind. This is Quinn Ocean, my girlfriend and the daughter of an elder of Sage Lake Sect. We've been helping each other as we rose through the ranks over the years, and we were hoping you'd agree to our engagement." Quinn greeted Donald politely in turn. "Hello, Mr. Salazar. Please accept this."

"Why don't you head over to the Utopia States and focus on your new role there first? Quentin and Xyla aren't going to last. The only reason they've been together for this long is because they've never lived together. "Once Xyla becomes his wife, he'll probably grow to dislike her. After all, she's a conniving and frail woman. I'm sure it won't be long before Quentin can't stand her. And when that happens, I'll find a way to transfer you back." After hearing that, Quinn felt a little better, but her curiosity got the better of her. After parting ways with Mark, she made her way to Dragfort Hospital, as she wanted to see how someone as sickly as Xyla had managed to enchant Quentin.