Chapter 302
Dr. Jonathan Rivers arrived with his team of specialists, their expressions professionally neutral as they approached Emma’s bed.
“Alpha Stone,” Dr. Rivers greeted respectfully. “We need to examine Emma now.”
Ethan nodded, reluctantly releasing Emma from his embrace. “I’ll be right outside, Emmy. The doctors need to check you.”
I maneuvered my wheelchair to the side as Ethan followed the medical team out. The moment the door closed behind them, I
pulled out my phone.
My fingers flew across the screen as I typed a message to Sarah: “Is it done?”
The reply came seconds later: “Oxygen disconnected. She’s unconscious.”
I smiled, satisfaction coursing through me. That old wretch Evelyn Winters wouldn’t live to reveal her precious evidence. I had worked too hard, sacrificed too much, to let her destroy everything now..
Lily Winters deserved her fate. That brat had been nothing but an obstacle, just like her mother. And now, with Evelyn out of the way, my position would be secure once more.
I glanced at Emma, who had dropped her pitiful act the moment Ethan left. She was playing with her tablet, completely unbothered by her supposed kidney rejection.
“Remember to look sick when they come back,” I reminded her sharply.
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Emma rolled her eyes but nodded. She understood what was at stake our comfortable life, our status, everything we had built through years of careful manipulation.
I turned my attention back to my phone, sending another message: “Make sure she doesn’t wake up. Ever.”
(Ethan’s POV)
I followed Dr. Rivers into his private office, my wolf pacing anxiously beneath my skin. The scent of antiseptic burned my sensitive nose, but I barely noticed, my thoughts consumed with Emma’s condition.
“What’s happening with her?” I demanded, my Alpha presence filling the small room.
Dr. Rivers gestured for me to sit, but I remained standing, too agitated to be still.
“Emma’s body is rejecting the transplanted kidney,” he explained, his voice calm and clinical. “It’s not uncommon with transplants, but in her case, the rejection is particularly aggressive.”
My jaw tightened. “What are our options?”
“She needs a new kidney, Alpha Stone Preferably from a blood relative, which would significantly increase the chances of compatibility.”
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I ran a hand through my hair, frustration building within me. “Emma has no blood relatives available. Her fath Victoria is not a match we tested her during the first transplant.”
Dr. Rivers nodded gravely. “Then we need to find another donor quickly. Her condition is deteriorating rapidly.”
My wolf howled with determination. I had already lost Lily I would not lose another pup I cared for.
“Initiate a pack–wide search,” I ordered. “Use my authority as Alpha King to expedite the process throughout the Northern
Territories. I want every potential donor tested immediately.”
“Yes, Alpha Stone,” Dr. Rivers responded, already reaching for his phone. “We’ll begin right away.”
I returned to Emma’s room, where Victoria waited anxiously in her wheelchair. Her eyes searched my face as I entered, her wolf
projecting distress pheromones that tugged at my protective instincts.
“What did they say?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Will she be alright?”
I moved to Emma’s bedside, gently stroking her hair. She looked so small and vulnerable against the white hospital sheets.
“She needs a new kidney,” I explained, keeping my voice steady. “I’ve ordered a pack–wide search for a compatible donor.”
Victoria wheeled closer, her hand finding mine. “Thank you, Ethan. I don’t know what we would do without you.”
I didn’t pull away, though my wolf remained uncomfortable with her proximity. My focus was entirely on Emma, who had fallen
into a fitful sleep.
“The surgery will save her,” I assured Victoria. “I’ll make sure of it.”
Victoria’s scent intermingled with mine as she pressed against my side. “You’ve always protected us,” she murmured. “Even
when others tried to come between us.”
Before I could respond, my Alpha Phone rang with the distinctive tone I had assigned to urgent medical matters. I pulled it from my pocket, a sense of foreboding washing over me when I saw Dr. Harrison Fletcher’s name on the screen.
I had instructed the senior healer to inform me immediately of any changes in Evelyn Winters‘ condition. Something about the older woman’s attempted revelation had struck a chord within me, awakening memories I couldn’t quite grasp.
“Dr. Fletcher,” I answered, my voice tense. “What’s happened?”
“Alpha Stone,” the healer’s voice was grave. “Mrs. Winters‘ condition has deteriorated unexpectedly. She experienced respiratory distress and is now unconscious. I believe you should come immediately.”
My wolf surged forward, suddenly alert. Without hesitation, I pushed Victoria away and strode toward the door.
“Ethan!” Victoria called after me. “Where are you going? Emma needs you!”
“I’ll be back,” I promised over my shoulder, already moving at woll–speed through the corridors.
Behind me, unseen, Victoria’s face twisted into a sinister smile, her wolf’s eyes briefly flashing with triumph. She was confident
that Evelyn Winters wouldn’t survive to reveal her secrets.
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