Chapter 183
Ethan’s POV
I paced the sterile hallway of the hospital for what felt like eternity, my boots wearing a path in the linoleum as each minute stretched into hours. Every nurse or doctor who emerged from the emergency room doors cought my attention, my head snapping up with desperate hope only to be met with apologetic shakes of their heads or quick averting of eyes. No news, No updates, just the endless, maddening wait
Lucas hadn’t left my side since we arrived, his small fingers maintaining their death grip on the hem of my shirt as if I might disappear should he let go. His emerald eyes were red–rimmed and puffy from crying, but he’d fallen silent hours ago, seemingly understanding that tears wouldn’t speed Aria’s recovery.
When exhaustion finally claimed him, his body sagged against mine, and I carefully gathered him into my arms. His head nestled perfectly in the crook of my neck, his warm breath fanning against my collarbone, in steady, sleep–heavy puffs.
Sinking into an uncomfortable chair, I allowed my eyes to close, not to sleep but to process the avalanche of revelations that had buried me today. Aria was pregnant. With twins, My twins. A family I never knew existed until hours ago–a family that might be shattered before I even had the chance to know them,
I hadn’t detected a thing. How blind could I be not to notice the subtle changes in her body, her scent? I’d attributed the changes to something else entirely. never suspecting the truth that now seemed so obvious in hindsight. I recalled our encounter in my office–her body pressed against mine, her scent intoxicating in a way 1 couldn’t explain. Had I been sensing our children growing inside her?
The memory of her lifeless body on the floor, her skin ashen and lips tinged blue, cut through me like a serrated blade. The faint, erratic pulse beneath my fingers had been the only sign she hadn’t already crossed the threshold into death.
“Please, Moon Goddess, if you’ve ever heard me, hear me now, I silently prayed, a desperation I’d never known seeping into every cell of my being. “Save them. All three of them. I’ll give anything.”
“Alpha?”
David’s voice jarred me from my prayer, and I realized I must have drifted into a light sleep. Lucas had shifted in my arms, now curled against my chest like small, vulnerable wolf cub. Through the windows, I could see the sun hanging low in the sky, painting the sterile hallway in washes of orange and gold. How long had I been sitting here?
“Any news?” I asked, my
my voice rough with disuse and worry.
David shook his head, his usually stoic face lined with concern. “Nothing yet. I’ve assembled a team to process Aria’s apartment. We need to examine that bottle of cider she took from her father’s gift basket. Given what she told you about her family’s past attempts to harm her, it’s a logical place to start.”
I nodded, grateful for his efficiency. There was a wine glass with traces of wolfsbane, but no obvious wounds on her body. See if you can find any other evidence at the scene. I carefully shifted Lucas to the double chair beside me, where he curled into a tight ball, still deeply asleep.
“I need you to track down Erama,” I continued, my jaw clenching at the memory of her fleeing the apartment. Tm almost certain it was her I saw limping away from Aria’s building, but I couldn’t pursue her at the time. We also need to contact the Silver Moon Alpha to determine the origin of that cider- “Ethan,” David’s hand clamped around my forearm, stopping my rapid–fire Instructions. “How is Aria doing? What did the doctors say?”
“She’s pregnant,” I blurted out, the word leaving my mouth before fully forming in my brain. The shock hadn’t worn off yet, making me sound disoriented even to my own ears,
“She told you?” David asked, the question landing like a sucker punch to my gut. The realization bloomed hot and painful—this was the secret between them. This was what they’d been whispering about in private.
“No,” I admitted, a strange hollowness expanding in my chest. “Her doctor told me. She’d been seeing a specialist–apparently it’s a high–risk pregnancy with some complications. The ultrasound can’t detect the babies, so they’re not sure if the wolfsbane has affected them yet. They’re focusing on stabilizing Aria first.
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