Chapter 69
Simon’s footsteps echoed with reluctant purpose as he stepped forward, annoyance flickering beneath his calm exterior Normally, such a simple task wouldn’t require his personal involvement; other doctors in the pack were more than capable But Preston had summoned him directly–an unspoken weight hung heavy in the air.
“Simon, wait a moment,” Preston said, his voice low but sharp. “Do you actually know how to do this?”
A flicker of uncertainty betrayed Simon’s confidence. His hand trembled slightly, and the needle missed the vein by a fraction. Preston’s face darkened immediately, the lines of imitation etching deeper. “If you can’t manage this, I’ll send someone else. Don’t push yourself beyond your limits.
Simon’s jaw clenched, irritation rising. “Enough of that. Preston, if I fail, I’ll hand you my resignation tomorrow and go home to help my father collect herbs. You’ll be rid of me.”
His words bore an edge of challenge, but beneath it lay a surge of pride and frustration. This wasn’t just a medical task; it was a test of his worth in Preston’s unforgiving pack.
“How could I not manage this?” Simon’s voice hardened. “Having me as your pack’s doctor is a bargain, not a burden. You should consider yourself lucky.”
Preston’s reply was flat, almost dismissive. “I’ll give you a raise.
Simon snapped back, voice quick and sharp, unable to restrain the accusation: “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? I healed your mate, and you’re trying to belittle me.”
The room chilled instantly, the tension thickening like a dense fog. Preston’s eyes narrowed, icy and unreadable.
“My n
“My mate?” he spat. “Who are you talking about?”
Simon immediately regretted his slip, but the coldness in Preston’s gaze silenced any protest. He glanced toward the sleeping figure curled on the sofa, her fragile
“Who else?” Simon sneered. “Georgia.”
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He stepped closer, voice low but venomous. “Preston, stop denying it. If she isn’t your mate, why do you care so much? She has a fever, and you act like it’s none of your business. Don’t tell me you’re suddenly a softhearted man–since when did
you care?”
His words stabbed at the air, and Charlotte felt the prickling discomfort of being somewhere she didn’t belong.
“Mr. Hill, if there’s nothing else…” Charlotte’s voice barely rose above a whisper
Preston’s tone cut her off like a knife. “Georgia will stay here. Take care of her. When she wakes, tell her she fainted and that a nurse put her on a drip.”
Without waiting for a response, Preston grabbed Simon’s arm and dragged him toward the stairwell.
Simon struggled, shouting, “Let go! Preston, I’m warning you–if you don’t release me, I’ll fight back!”
Preston shoved him with a steely force. “You want to fight me? Go ahead.”
Simon’s bravado faltered under the weight of Preston’s fierce glare. “Hey, let’s talk this out,” he said, voice softer, trying to bridge the gap. “We’re from the same pack. There’s nothing we can’t talk about.”
Preston’s handsome face tightened into a mask of cold detachment. “Simon, you know exactly what happened between me and Georgia.”
The words hung like a command not to speak further.
“Then why do you care so much about her?” Simon pressed.
Preston’s eyes flashed with something dark and unreadable. “Even if it’s something I want to forget, before I let go, I decide who lives and who dies”
The merciless clarity in
his voice left Simon unsettled.
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“If you do something unforgivable,” Preston said with unyielding resolve. “you pay the price.”
Outside, a sleek sports car waited. Preston slid into the driver’s seat, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as he punched the accelerator. The vehicle roared forward, cutting through the night.
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