Chapter 133: Visiting the Wounded
Chapter 133: Visiting the Wounded
(Aria’s POV)
When we entered Alexander’s private hospital room, he struggled to sit up upon seeing me, his face deathly pale from significant blood loss. His amber eyes brightened despite his obvious pain.
“Don’t move!” I quickly told him, rushing with concern “v
My wolf whimpered softly within me at seeing his weakened state.
seriously injured and need to rest.”
Alexander managed a weak smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “It’s just a minor wound, nothing to worry about.”
But I knew better than to believe his dismissive words. I had witnessed Claire Watson stab that silver dagger directly into his body with murderous intent. I had
seen his crisp white shirt bloom with crimson blood, expanding like a deadly flower across the fabric.
Without Dominic’s perfectly timed arrival with the territorial enforcers, Alexander might have died from blood
loss alone. His wolf couldn’t heal properly from silver–inflicted wounds like ordinary injuries.
“Don’t worry about me,” Alexander continued, his voice gaining slight strength. “Even if I had died, saving you
would have been completely worth it.”
His unexpected declaration left me speechless, unsure how to respond to such sacrifice. My pregnant wolf stirred uneasily at his words, recognizing the genuine emotion behind them.
I quickly changed the subject to avoid the uncomfortable territory.
“How did you know I had been kidnapped by Claire in the first place?” I asked, settling into the visitor’s chair.
Alexander shifted slightly against his pillows, wincing from the movement.
“I happened to be passing through that area when I saw you in obvious trouble,” he explained carefully. “I followed your scent trail from there.”
I frowned with confusion. “But why didn’t you call the territorial enforcers first instead of attempting a rescue
alone?”
My voice carried genuine bewilderment. “We both could have been thrown into that concrete mixer if things
went differently!”
Alexander raised an eyebrow at my question, as if it were obvious.
“I did call the enforcers immediately, he replied with certainty. “How could I possibly attempt such a dangerous rescue alone against trained rogue wolves?”
I instinctively looked toward Dominic, who had been standing silently near the window during our entire
conversation.
He merely curled his lips into a sarcastic smile, his silver–gray eyes cold with obvious suspicion. “What a convenient coincidence,” Dominic commented dryly, his tone carrying clear disbelief. Alexander’s amber eyes flashed dangerously as he met Dominic’s challenging gaze. The tension between the
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two Alphas crackled through the sterile hospital air.
Neither said another word, but their silent confrontation filled the room with uncomfortable energy
Suddenly, the hospital room door burst open with violent force. Elizabeth Reed rushed in anxiously, her former Luna authority evident even in her obvious distress.
Alexander! My son!” she cried out, her maternal instincts overwhelming her usual composure.
She was visibly startled to see both Dominic and me present, but quickly moved past us to Alexander’s bedside.
“Where exactly are you hurt?” she asked with deep maternal concern, her hands hovering over him
protectively. “Is the silver wound very painful?”
Her voice trembled slightly with worry.
Alexander reached up to squeeze his mother’s hand reassuringly. “I’m perfectly fine, Mother. My wolf is healing slowly but steadily.”
Elizabeth’s expression darkened with pure fury as she processed the situation.
“That despicable Claire Watson!” she cursed viciously, her usual refined demeanor completely shattered. “How dare she attack you with a silver weapon!”
Her voice rose with righteous anger.
“I’ll personally ensure she’s banished from all pack territories for her crimes against an Alpha!”
Sensing this intimate mother–son moment required privacy, I decided not to intrude any further.
“I should leave you to rest,” I announced, standing carefully from my chair. “I’ll visit again another day to check on your recovery.”
Alexander’s eyes followed my movement with obvious reluctance, but he smiled weakly.
“I’d like that very much,” he agreed softly.
After leaving the hospital room, Dominic escorted me into the elevator with his protective hand on my lower back. The doors closed with a soft whisper.
He immediately pulled out his mobile phone and dialed with swift efficiency.
“Marcus? It’s Dominic,” he spoke with Alpha authority. “I need you to check something for me immediately.”
I listened with growing curiosity as he continued.
“Was there any official record of Alexander Reed calling the territorial enforcers today about a k********g
situation?”
My eyebrows rose in surprise at his/direct investigation.
“I’ll wait for your confirmation,” Dominic concluded before ending the call.
“Do you still suspect Alexander of something?” I asked directly, though I found his suspicions somewhat
absurd.
Dominic met my gaze with unwavering intensity.
“I’ve never trusted him completely,” he stated coldly, his Alpha instincts clearly alert. “Something about his
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timing feels deliberately orchestrated.”
I recognized this was fundamentally a matter between two rival Alphas that I shouldn’t interfere with. My pregnant wolf needed to avoid unnecessary stress and conflict.
“It’s alright,” I told the caregiver softly, though I didn’t fully understand my own reaction.
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