<b>Chapter </b><b>22 </b>
<b>Skye’s </b>POV
Thefortable atmosphere that <b>had </b>settled <b>between </b>Adrian and <b>me </b>during dinner instantly evaporated. I shifted ufortably, <b>my </b><b>damp </b>hair dripping onto <b>the </b>borrowed clothes that hung loosely from my frame.
1… I <b>began</b><b>, </b>but Adrian stepped forward<b>, </b><b>his </b>voice calm <b>yet </b>authoritative.
<b>Skye </b><b>shifted </b>today,<b>” </b>he exined, moving to stand slightly between us. “Her <b>first </b>transformation. She has a lot to learn<b>, </b>so I invited her to stay the <b>night</b><b>. </b>Dr. Chen will <b>examine </b><b>her </b>tomorrow<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>Nadia’s </b>eyes widened<b>, </b>darting between us as understanding <b>dawned </b>in her expression. She set her <b>ss </b>down with more force than <b>necessary</b><b>, </b>liquid sloshing <b>over </b><b>the </b><b>rim</b><b>. </b>
‘So you brought her to your house?” <b>Her </b>voice rose slightly<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Adrian</b><b>, </b><b>you </b>know what happens after <b>a </b><b>werewolf’s </b>first shift<b>. </b>The urges, the- She cut herself off, ncing at me with undisguised disapproval.
Heat rushed to my cheeks. I knew exactly what Nadia <b>was </b>implying–that I might seduce Adrian, taking advantage <b>of </b><b>my </b>post–shift state and his generosity.
The usation <b>stung</b><b>, </b>especially when <b>my </b><b>body </b><b>was </b>still humming with unfamiliar sensations that <b>I </b>was desperately trying to ignore<b>. </b>
<b>“</b><b>I </b>understand <b>your </b><b>concern</b>,” I said quickly<b>, </b>wanting to defuse the tension. <b>“</b><b>I’m </b>feeling much better now<b>. </b><b>If </b><b>possible</b><b>, </b><b>perhaps </b>someone <b>could </b>drive me back to Boring tonight <b>instead</b>.”
Adrian’s expression hardened slightly<b>, </b>a sh of rare impatience crossing his features.
<b>“</b>Nadia<b>, </b>why <b>are </b><b>you </b>so prejudiced against Skye<b>? </b><b>She’s </b><b>a </b>guest who needs our help, nothing more.<b>” </b>
“I’m your Beta,” Nadia reminded him, chin lifted defiantly. “<b>It’s </b>my responsibility to protect <b>you </b>and look out for your best interests<b>.</b><b>” </b>
The tension between them crackled in the <b>air </b>like static electricity. I stood awkwardly to the side.
After a moment<b>, </b><b>Nadia’s </b><b>posture </b>shifted, a decision clearly made.
She marched to the living room and dropped onto the sofa with dramatic finality. “<b>If </b>Skye’s staying here tonight,” she announced, patting the cushion <b>beside </b>her, then I’m staying too. Right here on this couch.”
Adrian’s shoulders rose and fell in a resigned sigh. The mix <b>of </b>exasperation and affection in his expression spoke volumes about <b>their </b>rtionship–clearly <b>deeper </b>and more <bplex </b>than <b>just </b>Alpha and Beta.
“While <b>you’re </b>being <b>so </b>vignt,” <b>Nadia</b><b>–</b>continued, triumph edging her <b>voice</b><b>, </b>“<b>we </b>might as well <b>discuss </b>the training facility designs I brought,”
Adrian shook his head<b>, </b>a reluctant smile tugging at his lips<b>. </b>“<b>You </b>truly are tireless, aren’t <b>you</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
<b>He </b>turned to me, his expression softening. “Skye<b>, </b>please <b>feel </b>free <b>to </b>stay<b>. </b>After Dr. Chen examines you tomorrow<b>, </b><b>I’ll </b>take <b>you </b>out for another shift training session.”
I <b>hesitated</b>, weighing <b>my </b>options. The truth <b>was</b><b>, </b>I had <b>nowhere </b><b>else </b>to go, <b>and </b>the promise of learning <b>more </b>about <b>my </b>wolf–this new part of <b>myself </b>I’d <b>waited </b>so long to discover<b>–</b><b>was </b>too tempting <b>to </b>refuse<b>. </b>
<b>“</b>Alright, <b>I </b><b>agreed </b>quietly. “Thank <b>you</b>.<b>” </b>
<b>As </b>I turned to head <b>back </b>to the <b>guest </b>room<b>, </b><b>I </b>caught sight <b>of </b>Nadia moving closer to <b>Adrian</b><b>, </b>spreading blueprints across the <b>coffee </b><b>table</b><b>. </b><b>She </b>threw me a <b>quick </b><b>nce</b><b>, </b><b>a </b>small<b>, </b><b>satisfied </b>smile <b>ying </b>at her lips–like she’d <b>won </b>some contest I hadn’t <b>known </b><b>we </b><b>were </b>in.
<b>There </b><b>was </b>something familiar in <b>the </b><b>way </b>she positioned <b>herself </b><b>near </b>Adrian, in the barely contained adoration that shone in her eyes <b>when </b>she looked at
him.
I recognized it because I’d once <b>felt </b>something <b>simr </b>for Leon, that mixture <b>of </b><b>respect</b><b>, </b>admiration<b>, </b><b>and </b><b>longing</b>.
<b>173 </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>22 </b>
Adrian <b>and </b><b>Nadia’s </b>rtionship <b>clearly </b>went beyond professional boundaries. The way <b>he </b>indulged her interference in his personal life spoke of a deep bond.
<b>But </b>it wasn’t my ce to analyze their rtionship. I was just a temporary visitor in their world, a passing stranger who would soon return to my solitary <b>existence</b><b>. </b>
<b>Besides</b><b>, </b>after my transformation today, I’d confirmed what I’d already suspected–Adrian wasn’t my second chance mate.
<b>That </b>peculiar, visceral connection I’d felt with Leon, however painful its oue, was absent with Adrian despite his kindness and undeniable appeal.
I closed the guest room door behind me, leaving them to their blueprints and ns for a future I wouldn’t be part of.
The <b>next </b>morning, I woke to the scent of coffee and bacon wafting through the house.
When I emerged from the guest room, Lucy was setting tes of food on the dining table, Adrian already seated reviewing documents on hisptop while Nadia poured herself coffee.
Breakfast was a strange affair. I remained mostly silent, picking at my food and offering brief <b>responses </b>when directly addressed.
Nadia, by contrast, barely paused for breath as she detailed various cost–saving measures for the training facility, her enthusiasm for the topic <b>seemingly </b>inexhaustible.
Adrian listened attentively, asking asional questions, but I couldn’t help noticing how his eyes would drift to me during Nadia’s more technical exnations.
After <b>we </b>finished eating, Adrian announced he would drive me to the pack hospital for my examination. Predictably, Nadia immediately volunteered.
I’ll take you both,” she insisted, already grabbing the car <b>keys </b>from the hook by the door. “I need to speak with Dr. Chen about medical supplies for the new facility <b>anyway</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Dr. Chen’s examination room was bright and modern, equipped with medical technology I hadn’t expected to find in such a remote location. She conducted a thorough checkup, listening to my heart<b>, </b>examining the now–healed gunshot wound, and drawing bloc or testing.
<b>“</b>Your physical condition is excellent,” <b>she </b>concluded, removing her stethoscope. <b>“</b>Remarkably <b>so </b>for someone who just shifted for the <b>first </b>time.<b>” </b>She nced at her tablet, scrolling through notes<b>. </b>“Your sudden transformation was most likely triggered by thebination of life–threatening trauma and the presence <b>of </b><b>Alpha </b>blood in <b>your </b>system<b>.</b>”
<b>“</b>Alpha blood?” I repeated, confused.
<b>Dr. </b>Chen looked surprised.
<b>“</b><b>Yes</b>, from the transfusion. When you arrived with the gunshot wound, you had lost too much blood. Without your wolf active, you wouldn’t have survived the surgery to remove the bullet.” She gestured toward Adrian, who stood quietly in the corner of the room. “Alpha Adrian donated his blood for your transfusion. It’s what saved your life.*
x
<b>I </b>stared at Adrian in shock. “Your blood<b>?</b><b>” </b>
The magnitude of what he’d done hit me suddenly. Alpha blood was <b>precious</b>, known for its healing properties and rarely given to anyone outside immediate family or high–ranking pack members<b>. </b>For him to have shared it with me<b>, </b>a lone wolf he barely knew….
“That’s why you healed so quickly,” Dr. Chen continued. <b>“</b>Alpha blood contains powerful regenerative properties<b>, </b>especially when given directly from Alpha to recipient.”
A wave <b>of </b>emotion washed over me–gratitude mixed with a sense <b>of </b>indebtedness that felt almost overwhelming.
<b>In </b><b>three </b><b>years </b><b>of </b>solitary <b>existence</b>, I’d grown/ustomed to fending for <b>myself</b><b>, </b><b>to </b>expecting the worst from strangers<b>. </b>Adrian’s selfless act <b>was </b><b>more </b><b>kindness </b><b>than </b><b>I’d </b><b>experienced </b>from anyone since leaving my pack.
How <b>could </b>I ever <b>repay </b>such a debt? I wondered silently. And why would he do this for <b>a </b>stranger<b>? </b>
<b>2/3 </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>22 </b>
<b>I </b><b>looked </b><b>up</b><b>, </b>meeting <b>Adrian’s </b>amber eyes across the room.
<b>Why </b><b>didn’t </b>you tell me yesterday<b>?</b><b>” </b><b>I </b>asked softly.
<b>Chapter </b><b>Comments </b><fn77de> Get full chapters from FindN()vel</fn77de>