Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Istraightened. “What?”

1 brought him with me, Dad explained. Im getting too old to make separate trips to that pack repeatedly.”

I jumped to my feet. “He’s here? Where?”

My mother chuckled at my eagerness. “Upstairs. The journey exhausted him, so we let him rest. Go see him.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I raced up the stairs, my heart pounding with anticipation. It had been months since I’d last seen Kieran. He was my best friend, my companion through my darkest days. When I’d felt I had nowhere else to turn, I’d found him.

At the top of the stairs, I nearly collided with a maid carrying fresh towels.

“Where’s Kieran?” I asked breathlessly.

She pointed down the hallway. “Second door on the left, miss.”

I hurried down the corridor, my footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. When I reached the door, I paused, suddenly nervous. Dad had said the journey exhausted him. How bad was his condition?

Taking a deep breath, I knocked gently, then pushed the door open without waiting for a response.

The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn against the afternoon sun. The air smelled of medicinal herbs and something else–the unmistakable scent of illness.

Kieran lay on the bed, his body covered with a thick blanket. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, vacant and dull.

“Kieran.” His name fell from my lips like a prayer.

He turned his head toward me, and my heart broke at what I saw. His eyes, once so vibrant and full of life, were now sunken and lifeless. His skin had a gray pallor that spoke of prolonged suffering. The powerful aura he’d once possessed had diminished to almost nothing, leaving him looking fragile and vulnerable.

“Lysandra.” His voice was a hoarse whisper, but his lips curved into a genuine smile. “You’re a sight for sore eyes.”

I closed the door behind me and moved to his bedside, perching carefully on the edge of the mattress. “Kieran, it’s been too long. How are you feeling?”

He tried to laugh, but it turned into a painful cough. “Been better. This poison is a bitch.”

I reached for his hand, shocked at how thin his fingers felt in mine. The skin was papery and cool to the touch. “I’m so sorry I haven’t visited.”

‘Don’t. He squeezed my hand weakly. “You have your own battles here.”

“Kieran,” I started, leaning closer, “I found someone who can help you. Dr. Eldreth Frostwhisper discovered a cure.”

His eyes widened, a spark of their old intensity returning. “You’re sure? He can neutralize this poison?”

I nodded, though I couldn’t quite meet his gaze. “Yes, he’s confident he can heal you both.”

“Then tell him to save Alaric first,” Kieran said immediately. “The Alpha takes priority.”

My heart clenched. Even facing his own death, Kieran put others first. How could I tell him about Eldreth’s conditions? How could I explain that his life–and Alaric’s–hung on my willingness to become Eldreth’s girlfriend?

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Chapter 230

Kieran,” I said, tracing circles on the back of his hand, it’s not that simple. Eldreth has….conditions for the treatment.”

His brow furrowed. “What kind of conditions?

I took a deep breath. The wants me to be his girlfriend. Not just in name a real relationship.”

Kieran’s expression changed instantly. His jaw tightened, and something flashed in his eyes–pain, quickly masked by anger. ‘Of course he does.

The bitterness in his voice surprised me. I pulled back slightly. “You knew about this?”

A hint of his old smile touched his lips, “What, that he likes you? Of course I knew. So did your brother.”

I blinked, taken aback. “What? How?”

When he visited our pack during the alliance negotiations,” Kieran explained. “He approached Alaric about allowing you to further your medical training. He wanted you to train under his guidance, so you could fulfill your dreams. His intentions were clear–he wanted to be with

you.

I sat back, stunned by this revelation. I remembered telling Eldreth once that my family responsibilities prevented me from pursuing my dreams. Had that conversation prompted him to speak with my brother on my behalf?

“If you have feelings for him,” Kieran continued, his voice carefully neutral, “why not give him a chance?”

1 shook my head, rising from the bed to pace the room. “It’s not that simple.”

“Why not?” His eyes followed me as I moved. “He’s respected, powerful, and obviously cares about you. What’s holding you back?”

I wrapped my arms around myself, stopping by the window to peek through the curtains at the street below. “I can’t just…jump into another relationship. Not after everything that happened with Tristan.”

Kieran’s silence prompted me to turn back. He was watching me with an unreadable expression.

“Lysandra,” he said softly, ‘why can’t you move on and start fresh?”

I dropped my gaze to the floor, fingers twisting together until my knuckles turned white. “Do you know what it’s like?” My voice cracked. “To have someone hollow you out from the inside, scrape away everything that made you whole, then walk away like they never touched you at all? I pressed a hand against my chest, where that familiar ache lived. “Love isn’t just blind, Kieran–it’s cruel. It leaves you stumbling in the dark, reaching for ghosts that were never really there.” My eyes burned with unshed tears. “I can’t do it again. The thought of letting someone else in… it’s like voluntarily walking back into a burning house, knowing all the exits are already blocked.”

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