Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 406

Instead, Maxwell had called to say he was busy with pack business and wouldn't be coming home. I had broken down in tears at yet another broken promise.

Lily had comforted me, blowing on my hand and saying it would make it feel better. This was a way for us to express our care for each other.

Now I was using it on Lucas, this simple gesture of comfort and healing. My wolf recognized the intimacy of the action.

"Alpha Blackwood, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," the flustered healer asked. "Did I hurt you?"

Her wolf cowered slightly at having caused pain to such a powerful Alpha. The scent of her fear filled the small treatment room.

"It's okay, it's not your fault," Lucas replied, his gray eyes fixed on my face. His heart filled with warmth at my display of concern.

He felt a mixture of pain and happiness. His wolf practically purred at my gentle touch and caring attention.

Lucas's intense gaze was impossible for me to ignore. His wolf's attention was focused entirely on me, making my skin warm under his scrutiny.

Realizing what I had done, I quickly stood up straight. I felt embarrassed by the intimate gesture I had just performed.

"Olivia, why are you out of bed?" Lucas asked, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Are you feeling unwell?"

His Alpha instincts were checking for any signs of distress. The concern in his voice made my wolf settle slightly.

"I'm fine," I replied, shaking my head. My wolf relaxed under his concerned attention.

I then looked at his arm, asking with genuine worry, "Is the injury serious? Will it affect your arm?"

I knew that severe burns, especially those contaminated with silver, could sometimes lead to amputation even for werewolves. The thought terrified me.

"As long as it heals properly and doesn't get infected, it shouldn't affect his arm," Healer Mitchell replied. She continued to treat the wound with specialized werewolf healing salve.

I breathed a sigh of relief. My wolf relaxed at the positive prognosis.

Healer Sarah Mitchell finished dressing the wound and left us alone. The treatment room suddenly felt much smaller with just the two of us.

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