In the study, Logan bound me tightly, Instructing someone to insert a needle as thick as a child’s arm into my vein
Through the half–open door, I overheard the pack doctor telling Logan:
“Alpha Logan, both Luna Amelia and Sophie have RH panda blood, but Luna Amelia has a history of heart disease. Forcing a blood draw could cause acute shock. I suggest we take her to the hospital first, and then proceed with blood transfusion for the anemic Sophie.”
“Don’t bother persuading me.”
Loganspolo coldly.
“Your only job is to make sure Sophie recovers. As for the rest, I’ll handle it.”
Upon hearing Logan’s footsteps approaching, I slowly closed my eyes.
“Does it hurt?”
His voice, rarely laced with comfort, asked
“Just bear with it a little longer. It’ll be over soon.”
I turned my head away, too tired to argue.
After drawing Boo milliliters of blood, my lips had already turned purple.
At that mom
moment, Sophie, lying in the master bedroom, suddenly coughed.
Hearing this, Logan immediately stopped the pack doctor from pulling out the needle and demanded double the amount of blood be drawn
The pack doctor, sweating profusely, warned Logan that continuing this way could kill me.
After ab
a brief hesitation, Logan only said:
“Sophie is pregnant. She takes priority.”
Tinterrupted. “Just do it. Once it’s done, let me leave.”
Logan’s jaw tightened at my hollow tone.
Through the mate bond, I knew exactly what he wanted to ask
Was I really throwing a fit over something so trivial? Did I actually plan to walk out on him?
But Sophie, in a delicate voice, calling out “Logan-“immediately drew him away.
I woke up in the hospital, my vision swimming until it settled on Logan sitting by my bed, reviewing documents.
We stared at each other in silence before he wordlessly lifted a bowl of oatmeal, as if to feed me
I shook my head.
“I can do it myself.”
Quietly watching finish half a bowl of oatmeal, Logan asked:
“Do you feel unw||?”
I answered evasively:
“Could you please give me my phone?”
Perhaps because of my distant tone, Logan paused for several seconds before linking with the housemaid to have my phone delivered.
Glancing at the missed calls on my phone, Logan suddenly asked:
“Who’s been calling?”
He’d never cared before.
Suppressing my irritation, I answered flatly:
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“Someone you don’t know.”
He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, glaring down at me
“Amelia, how long do you plan to throw a tantrum? Do you really think you have the right to act like this?”
sanger
In the past, I would’ve scrambled to apologize, to soothe his a
But now, I just pointed to his vibrating phone and said coldly:
“Sophie is looking for you.”
Hearing this, a smile flickered in Logan’s eyes. He instinctively avoided me and headed out into the hospital corridor.
The moment he left, my phone rang.
The voice on the other end was frantic before I could even speak
“You were supposed to come to me. Amelia, did you change your mind?”
“I didn’t, I just ran into some trouble.
“Trouble? What happened? That’s it–I’m flying back-”
Irut off the person’s frantic words with a quiet murmur.
“Just give me a few more days.”
When Logan returned to the hospital room, I had just finished the call.
Noticing the smile on my lips, one that he hadn’t seen in a long time, Logan felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest, a growd.
and his wolf let out an unhappy
But since he’d past promised Sophie that he’d return to sing lullabies for her and the baby, he didn’t have time to ask who I had been talking to–he assumed it must have been my cousin, the one who frequently visited me. After all, since becoming his Lana, the only friends I had left were female relatives.
Grabbing the documents, Logan spoke coldly without loolding back.
*Amelia, there’s something going on with the pack. I’ll come back tomorrow.”
But tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that, he never showed up.
Thanks to mutual friends and pack members, I kept receiving videos of him and Sophie.
He took Sophie to parties, dinners, and introduced her to everyone, like a lovesick teenager, eager to show her off to the world.
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Logan posted on social media.
As the sun set, he stood in a romantic hot air balloon, holding Sophie’s flushed face and kissing her deeply.
I commented:
“Congratulations to the happy couple. May your love last forever.”
Ten minutes later, Logan called me, but I didn’t answer.
Half an hour later, I had finished my discharge procedures and was standing outside the obstetrics and gynecology department when I saw Logan and Sophie.
I overheard the nurse at the consultation desk telling Sophie
“Sophie, your Alpha truly dotes on you. Every time you come, he accompanies you the whole way. When you were getting your ultrasound, he was worried the coupling gel would make you cold, so he always warms it up himself before allowing us to apply it.”
All the pregnant women around them couldn’t help but look on enviously.
ciously touched my abdomen, remembering that there had once been a child here.
On the day I lost the baby after the car accident and bleeding. I had cried while malding a video call to Logan, only to see Sophie, naked:
“Amelia, Alpisa Logan lost bet to me in a game, so I’ve got him tied to the bed as punishment right now. Did you need something?
I hung up without a word.
Less than a minute Later, Logan called back himself, holding the sobbing Sophie in his arms, angrily accusing me of being petry and foolish.
He even said:
“You’re really this petty over a game? You’re pathetic. And to lose our child like this–what the hell are you even good for, Amella? Maybe you should’ve at died in that crash.”
I shook myself out of the painful memories just as Logan approached, his face cold,
are you standing there for?
With my head lowered, I Instinctively tried to explain:
‘Ų wasn’t following you, I just happened to run into you. Sorry for the disturbance.”
Logan frowned and called after me, while Sophie shot me a look of jealousy
Tightening her hold on Logan’s arm, Sophie smiled at me:
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Luna Amelia, I really appreciate you donating blood for me. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably still be dizzy. Logan, please, can we take Luna Amelia home with us?
Logan affectionately ruffled Sophie’s nose:
“My most kind–hearted pregnant little darling, whatever you say goes.”
Though I had planned to go back and collect my luggage, I didn’t reject Sophie’s “kindness.”
In the spacious black car, just as Sophie had hoped, I soon found a pair of lace panties in the narrow gap between the seats, still damp.
“Oh my–Logan! You promised you’d cleaned this up!
