Chapter 251 The Hot Alpha
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After breakfast, Francis enjoined us to monitor the damage that had happened.
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We went, of course, despite the others not wanting us to be here. That uneasiness clung to us as we made our way through the recovering vige, the evidence ofst night’s attack still evident in the streets. Children huddled against their mothers, staring at us with wide, uncertain eyes. Every step pressed heavier on my chest.
Our first stop was the hospital. I had insisted we go there. A healer’s instinct is not something I can switch off. I needed to see if there were people poisoned and if I could lend my skills.
The moment we stepped inside, the scent of ash gave way to antiseptic herbs and sweat. The hospital wasn’t overflowing, but there were still more patients than beds.
I moved between rooms, offering what I could. Rowan never strayed far, always shadowing my steps. My hands glowed faintly with the healing salves I carried, but relief surged in me when I realized that all the wounds were physical.
As Rowan and I continued assessing the damage, we saw a child, no older than Ca. Her tiny frame was swallowed by sheets, eyes closed, chest rising with shallow breaths. Her skin was pale, probably from a smoke inhtion injury.
I knelt beside her bed, brushing damp hair from her forehead, forcing back the trembling in my fingers. I whispered a few words to steady her breathing, but the truth was that her body simply needed time.
My throat tightened painfully. “She’s just a baby,” I murmured.
Rowan’s hand came down on my shoulder. Then he bent, pressing a kiss to the crown of my head before wrapping his arm around my side. His chest was firm against me. “We’ll make sure she’s okay,” he said softly.
I nodded in gratitude and let him lead me out of the room,
“Do you want to see Abel?” Francis asked just as Rowan and I joined them in the lobby. “He said he was going home today. I still haven’t thanked him formally for helping us.”
“Alpha Abel?” Arden suddenly asked with bright eyes.
“Who’s that again?” Emma asked.
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“The new Alpha of the West,” I answered. “I’ve never met him before. I think this is a good
time.”
With that, we went to the room at the very end of the hall. Francis knocked on the carved wooden door, and when it opened, none of us were prepared.
Abel Trevane stood before us, half–dressed, his shirt still dangling from one arm.
We froze in our tracks.
Gods above.
Emma’s eyes widened like saucers. Arden’s lips parted in the faintest gasp. My own thoughts went utterly nk except for one very loud, very unhelpful word–damn.
Abel was older than us, already in his early.thirties, but time had only carved strength into his frame. It also couldn’t be denied that he was handsome.
My eyes darted sideways, meeting Emma’s, then Arden’s. The three of us shared one single, collective thought.
Behind us, the air bristled. Cade, Rowan, and Francis stood stiff as boards. We scrambled, bowing quickly to cover our reactions. “Alpha Abel,” we chorused, trying to soundposed.
Abel turned fully to us then, smiling. His smile was charming, too!
Beside me, Rowan’s hand slid stealthily down to squeeze my ass. Hard.
I jerked and leaned toward him, whispering through my teeth, “Don’t worry. You’re more handsome.”
Rowan sighed, shaking his head as though I were hopeless, though the faint twitch at the corner of his lips betrayed him.
“Thank
you, Alpha Abel,” Rowan suddenly said out loud, stepping forward withposure. “If you didn’te, we wouldn’t know what would have happened to the pack.”
Abel inclined his head respectfully. “It’s my duty as a citizen of Feura,” he replied. “My injury wasn’t extensive, but your pack insisted I be treated. I’m grateful.”
Cade was next. He stepped up, sping Abel’s hand in a shake that had just a little too much force behind it. Abel, of course, didn’t even flinch.
Then Abel smiled brightly at us again. “I best be on my way.” He pulled his shirt the rest of the way on, and we bowed once more.
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“Thank you,” I murmured with the rest.
And then he was gone.
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The silence left behind was broken by Emma, who sped her hands together with a dreamy sigh. “He’s so handsome.”
“Emma,” Francis whined.
She chuckled, brushing him off. “What? I’m just telling the truth!”
We all burst intoughter at Francis‘ pout, even Rowan softening at the sight.
Then Arden, curious as ever, tilted her head. “Does he have a mate?”
“Arden,” Cade warned instantly.
I smirked, shrugging. “I don’t think so.”
Rowan narrowed his eyes at me, and I lifted my palms in mock surrender. “Rx. We’re just curious,” I muttered. But I couldn’t help it–my gaze slipped once more down the hall where Abel Trevane had disappeared, the enigmatic Alpha whose presence lingered even after he was
gone.
“After all, we don’t know much about Alpha Abel. He’s such a mystery.”
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We were walking, about <i>to </i>exit the hospital after convincing our mates that we weren’t interested in Alph Abel like that. I reached for Rowan’s hand,cing my fingers through his. He squeezed back, silent but present.
However, just then, a loud voice ripped through the air.
“Doctor! We need a doctor!”
I flinched, my heart jerking in my chest. The doors of the hospital mmed against the walls as Alpha Karl stormed in, his face red and voice wild with panic. He wasn’t alone–behind him, several others spilled in, and among them…
“Cameron?” I whispered.
My cousin. His sharp gaze swept the room until itnded on me, and for a second, his entire face froze. His lips parted, shock flickering across his expression, before his jaw clenched hard.
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“What are you doing here?” he demanded.
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Heat rose to my cheeks. I opened my mouth, but before I could answer, Karl’s bellow filled the space again.
“Doctor! Where’s the doctor?!”
Francis stepped forward, calm but firm. “They’re all busy, Alpha. Tell me–what’s the matter?”
Karl’s chest heaved. “My wife!” His voice cracked, his hand trembling as he mmed it against his own chest. “She’s dying!”
Everything stilled.
The blood in my veins seemed to freeze solid as the words sank in.
Rowan went rigid beside me, his hand slipping from mine. I turned, and my heart splintered at the look on his face. His eyes were wide and vulnerable in a way I’d never seen.
“My wife is dying,” Karl repeated. His pride and anger all bled into raw desperation.
Rowan’s voice, hoarse and disbelieving, slipped into the silence. “Luna M?”
The name fell from his lips.
Then, softer, he asked, “Mom?”
I reached for him instinctively, my hand pressing against his arm. I knew their history. I knew the distance and the bitterness of wounds unhealed. But none of that erased the truth that she was still his mother. And no matter what stood between them, no matter how many walls or scars, love lingered. It always did.
Rowan’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, but his eyes didn’t leave Karl’s face.
“Take me to her,” I said firmly, my voice cutting through the heavy air.
Rowan’s gaze snapped to mine. “Let me help,” I whispered, gentler now.
Then, I turned to Alpha Karl, who was looking at me with skepticism. “I can help.”
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