His Hybrid Luna

or's

down on me with the force of a thousand unspoken words. I stood at the fo

whisper in the air. Her lips were cracked, and the defiance that once burned in her eyes was gone, replace

prepared

ught I would

long ago. But now, seeing her like this, broken and vulnerable, s

Behind him, the pack doctor followed, his expression grim, his eyes s

ut through the stillness,

g against her skin as he began his examination. I stood by the door, arms cros

was sharper than I intended, slicin

oice trailed off, his fingers gliding over her skin and pausing on the bruises that marred her arm, befor

atly, avoiding his gaze. Dwayne raised an

piqued, waiting for me to continue. "I ran into Zane down there. At first, I thought he

yself. Why was I choking up in front of Dwayne

nt, unaware of the storm that had just shaken me. N

ion. "Bruises aside," the doctor muttered, his tone more clinical now, "she

me. "I... we were once mates," I began, my voice betraying a weakne

e's frail form back to me. "Ah. The bond's severance..." His gaze

impassive, but inside, I felt the gnawing ache of his revelation. "Fix it," I ord

healing from rejection isn't something I can treat with herbs or medicine alone. It requires tim

was clear. But it was a th

y words creating a hard wall between myself

d. "I'll do what I can, but without the bond,

relentless and unyielding. Every syllable hamm

careful precision of someone who knew their craft. Valkyrie's breathing stea

his face unreadable. "Alpha," he said softly, breaking the oppressiv

pness of my response surprised even me. Dwayne raised an eyebrow but said n

, my voice final, dismissi

ul nod and left, leaving only

than the last. My boots scraped against the wood, the sound adding to the suffocating si

how power

red, more to myself than to her. The thought of her lying we

r be like this.

ev