Chapter 2
“Don’t tell me that’s how you came back. Your clothes are torn to shreds, or were you trying to embarrass my brother?” Riley’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
She reached out to prod my tattered clothes, as if trying to examine my wounds. I flinched away from her touch, glancing at Liam.
Liam’s face was indifferent, as though watching a boring spectacle. The wolves around us continued to observe, their eyes gleaming with schadenfreude, as if I were nothing more than an exiled stray wolf shamelessly returning to the Pack.
In the end, he relented and pushed me toward the room. His voice feigned gentleness, but the disgust in his eyes was unmistakable.
“You should clean up. You won’t be attending the celebration tonight.”
“This is a gathering of Alphas and pure–blooded wolves from all the major Packs…” he trailed off, his tone dripping with contempt.
I scoffed, a low growl vibrating in my throat. “Why? Is this the result of your actions, too?”
His golden eyes flashed with violence.
“Enough! Haven’t you come back safely?”
“Tonight is a celebration for Riley’s return. I suggest you don’t cause a scene.” His voice held
a warning, and with that, he slammed the door, locking me in the room.
I sank against the wall, tears flooding uncontrollably. This weakness was a humiliation to me–how could I, as a Pack doctor, show such a vulnerable side in front of my Pack?
After a long time, I wiped my tears and turned to gather my things. As I opened the wardrobe, a piece of lingerie, radiating a potent Alpha scent, fell out. My pupils dilated–it was definitely not mine.
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clenched the fabric in my fingers, my gaze shifting to the bed. The tangled sheets and mingling scents were enough for any wolf to understand what had happened here.
A wave of nausea rose in my throat. I rushed to the bathroom, vomiting until there was nothing left. My body, weak from the mental link severance and a full day without food,
trembled with exhaustion.
The pain and the discovery of the truth made it impossible for me to stay upright. I collapsed onto the bathroom floor, hearing the distant sounds of the celebration outside, with Riley’s laughter echoing through the air.
I felt a void in my heart, and a deep sense of alienation. As a Healer, my heart was now
illed with nothing but disdain for this territory, for Liam, and for Riley.
Through the agonizing pain, I sent a mental link to Liam, but each attempt was ruthlessly cut off. Finally, on the seventh try, he responded, irritation thick in his voice:
“Didn’t I say not to bother me unless it’s important?”
I gritted my teeth and used my fading mental energy to reply, “My stomach hurts, please… can you send me to the med…”
He scoffed, immediately cutting the link. “Don’t try your tricks. You just want to come out, have me acknowledge you as my mate in front of everyone, as if you’re a true part of the blood oath.” His tone was full of contempt and disdain, as if all my suffering was staged.
His mental presence felt like a knife being plunged into my heart. I closed my eyes and helplessly replied, “Liam, let’s end our blood oath.”
He was silent for a few seconds, his mental presence trembling slightly, as if trying to hide his panic. “What are you babbling about? We are about to tie the blood oath knot!” He was
afraid I’d give up on him, afraid to lose my healing abilities which he benefits from.
As if afraid that I’d say something more damning, he cut the link, and I felt a sharp mental
pain.
It sounded like he was dismissing the guests. A dozen minutes later, the door opened and Riley was pouting and whining, “Bro, why did you do that? It was supposed to be my party.“,
“Lookether, Bro, she’s faking. You really believe her?” Riley looked down at me with the
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pureblood wolf’s pride.
Liam saw me writhing in pain, and his brow furrowed, his sympathy tinged with annoyance. He valued his reputation above my wellbeing.
He forced a smile, and pushed Riley out the door. “Be good, Riley. I promise you a bigger
celebration next time.”
The door closed. Liam turned to me, a bit embarrassed. “Why are you on the ground? I’ll help you to the bed.”
I pushed his false concern aside, deliberately pointing towards the messy bed before looking back at him.
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