Chapter 190
3rd Person’s POV
Finished
The disturbance rippled through the ward like the sharp crack of bone, and Soren felt it before she even saw it. Her wolf stirred, a dangerous growl coiling beneath her skin as she pushed through the doors.
And then she saw him.
Bill.
Recognition snapped into place like a trap. He is the son of a high–ranking official in Lunaris. Someone Soren had known since youth. But whatever connection they once shared–it had long since rotted.
Rage surged, hot and vicious.
Soren didn’t hesitate. She moved. Across the room, Lylah was already struggling in Bill’s grip, her body pinned tight, her breath cut off as his arm locked around her throat.
Nearby, Crystal trembled, her fear sharp in the air.
“You die!” Soren’s voice tore through the room, edged with the feral snarl of her wolf. “How dare you lay hands on my fellow healer!” She lunged, claws breaking through skin as her control slipped just enough. Her fingers raked across Bill’s arm, forcing his hold to falter.
Others poured in–guards, summoned by the ward assistant. Authority crashed into the room with them, swift and brutal. They seized Bill, dragging him back as blows landed hard and fast.
His grip loosened.
And Lylah collapsed, her body giving out as she hit the floor, pale and breathless, lungs struggling to draw in air again.
Soren dropped to her side instantly.
“What were you thinking?!” she demanded, voice sharp, though something tight and shaken threaded beneath it.
“He was trying to hurt Crystal,” Lylah answered.
“Yes,” Soren snapped, frustration flashing in her eyes. “And he could have killed you instead. He nearly did.” Her jaw clenched. “You chose that? You made yourself a shield?”
All her life, Soren had never seen anyone go that far–risking everything so completely–for the sake of
another.
And Crystal wasn’t even Lylah’s friend.
Yet she had been willing to sacrifice herself like that.
“Water!” Soren ordered, her voice cutting clean through the lingering chaos. “Give it to her!”
12:47 am
Chapter 190
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Finished
The command carried instinctive authority–the ward assistants moved without hesitation. When the water came, Soren steadied Lylah carefully, her grip firm but controlled as she lifted the cup to her lips.
Meanwhile, Bill–beaten and battered beneath the guards‘ merciless restraint–was dragged out of the ward, his fate all but scaled as he was taken away to face punishment for the chaos he had unleashed.
A soft sound drew Soren’s attention.
Crystal had dropped to her knees beside Lylah, her voice trembling. “Lady… I owe you my life. Twice now. You saved me from that devil…”
Soren exhaled slowly, running a hand through her hair, forcing her wolf back into silence.
“That was a stupid move,” she muttered, though the edge in her voice had dulled.
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