FEDORA’S POV“Dr. Severon, is there anything I can help you with?” I questioned innocently, while my heart said that something was suspicious about this situation. But since he was a senior I couldn’t directly question him.That would be disrespectful and maybe he had a good reason for being here.“Um…hi Fedora. Actually I am looking for a patient’s file. I thought that maybe I left it here. Or maybe one of the nurses left it here. I hope you don’t mind me sitting at your chair. I heard your busy with a surgery and I urgently needed that file. I am sorry.” He explained in a hurry and stood up from his place.“So where is the file?” I questioned when I noticed his empty hands.“Oh…it’s not here. Maybe I forgot it somewhere else. Once again I am really sorry for entering without your permission. This isn’t my nature, but I was in a hurry and I had no other option.” Je was sweating profusely and he clenched unclenched his hands as if he was refraining from doing something.His behaviour
FEDORA’S POVDays passed, and life seemed to regain a sense of normalcy, things were still hectic but much better than before. Lorcan was being supportive with my work and that was a huge change for me. He didn't push me to work alongside him even though he was under huge pressure from the council and other packs.But that didn't mean that I wasn't there to support him. I made sure that he received his lunch and dinner on time. And I made sure that his warriors received the same treatment.However, my duties as a werewolf doctor also called me to the border area most of the time due to increased rogue’s activity around the pack, many warriors were found injured at the borders, few of them on the verge of death while others begging for death.It was during one of those visits that I found myself in a perilous situation, attacked by a group of rogue werewolves, it was easy for me to shift and attack all of them, but revealing my wolf meant attracting attention of my staff so I played th
THIRD PERSON’S POVMelantha was sure that there was something different about Fedora when she returned from her visit, she was continuously rubbing her arms and looking all around her as if she was caught red handed while doing something forbidden. She was sure that she caught a whiff of a different scent on her, more specifically a male scent, her mind quickly jumping to conclusions. Her suspicion led her to believe that Fedora had been cheating on Lorcan, with someone else. The thought infuriated Melantha, fueling her anger and resentment towards her.She never liked Fedora for obvious reasons, but after catching her red handed she was sure that Fedora isn’t worthy of being a Luna.Melantha hated these kind of women.But this was also the opportunity that she didn't want to miss, this was her chance to expose Fedora in front of everyone.Just as Melantha's accusations were about to spill out a heavy voice stopped her.“Fedora!” They both turned to the source of the voice.Lorcan arr
THIRD PERSON’S POVThe next morning, as the sun gently kissed their faces, Fedora woke up in Lorcan's arms. She gazed into his eyes, mesmerized by the tenderness she saw reflected in them. The weight of their shared journey was palpable, and they knew they needed each other now more than ever.“Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked in a sleepy voice, their naked bodies tangled with each other.“Like what?” Lorcan questioned.“Like you are looking at me for the first time.” She said and tried to move away from his arms.“I am looking at you for the first time,” he shrugged.“What?” Fedora questioned.“Yeah, I mean the way your mouth was open while you were asleep. I am seeing you like this for the first time. I didn’t realize before but do you know that you snore and it was so loud that I woke up.” Lorcan said, his voice light as if he didn’t want to disturb the serenity of this moment between them.“What? No! You’re lying. I don’t snore. I never snore and neither do I sleep
THIRD PERSON’S POVAs they prepared for the day, the couple made their way to visit Neio, who would undergo surgery the following day. The weight of the situation settled heavily on Fedora's shoulders. The success rate of the surgery was a mere 50%, making every moment they spent with Neio all the more precious.Entering his room, Fedora and Lorcan were amazed by the boy's bravery and positivity. Despite the looming uncertainty, Neio greeted them with a radiant smile, his eyes shining with hope. It was in that moment that Fedora felt an immense responsibility weighing on her. She realized the significance of their presence and the impact it could have on Neio’s morale.Fedora took a deep breath, gathering her strength and resolve. She approached his bedside, her eyes filled with empathy and compassion. She wished at that moment that everything goes well tomorrow."Hey, Neio," she spoke softly, her voice filled with warmth. "We're here for you, every step of the way. You're not alone."
FEDORA’S POVMy hands trembled as I desperately tried to fix the issue, but time slipped through my fingers like sand.The team around me noticed my distress, and a collective gasp filled the air. The atmosphere grew tense as their eyes darted between me and the incomplete stitching. I knew I had no time to explain, so I made a split-second decision.Dr. Ken, a skilled surgeon who had been observing the surgery, offered his help, his voice laced with concern. But I couldn't accept his assistance, not when I had a solution of my own. With a sense of urgency, I swiftly retrieved my spare tools that I keep for emergencies, it’s a habit I developed when I saw a similar case on T.V. and thankfully I learned to be prepared for emergencies and also to always keep a back up plan. I resumed the stitching, my hands moving with practiced precision.The surgery continued, and despite the hiccup, it proceeded without further complications. The relief in the room was tangible, but the tension linge
FEDORA’S POVI glanced at Neio, his young face serene in slumber. His face reminded me of those people and the reason I had chosen this path, the reason I had dedicated my life to saving others. Lorcan’s trust in me was unwavering, and I couldn't bear the thought of letting him down.The night was shrouded in darkness, and the air was heavy with an eerie silence. And I sat right next to Neio, my senses heightened, as if something was about to unfold. My eyes continuously navigated the entire room in every few minutes.And suddenly out of nowhere a peculiar scent enveloped me, captivating my senses and drawing my attention to the figure beside me. Neio seemed undisturbed, lost in a peaceful slumber.I clutched his hand tightly, sensing that something was about to happen. The scent made me dizzy and I recognized the scent of the herb and I stopped myself for breathing letting my wolf take charge for few moments as she was immune to such scents.Hera was also hyperalert. She knew what Ne
THIRD PERSON’S POVAlpha Lorcan, his eyes burning with a mix of grief and rage, stood at the forefront, his presence commanding attention.As the revelation settled over him, a primal fury ignited within Alpha Lorcan's core, fuelling an uncontrollable urge for retribution. His body trembled with a surge of energy as a growl rumbled deep within his chest. The very essence of his being seemed to shift, as if the boundaries of his humanity were being pushed aside to make way for the raw power of his wolf form.In a breathtaking display of metamorphosis, Alpha Lorcan's muscles rippled and bones cracked, reshaping his figure into that of a magnificent and formidable wolf. His once-human eyes transformed into a fiery amber, radiating an intense determination that sent shivers down the spines of all who beheld him.With a mighty leap, Alpha Lorcan burst through the nearest window, shards of glass glimmering in the moonlight as he soared into the night. His paws hit the ground with a resoundi