Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 148

The Silvercrest Pack Medical Den was quiet at this late hour. Most visitors had gone home, leaving only essential staff to monitor patients through the night.

I sat beside Matriarch Evelyn’s bed, gently bathing her face with a warm cloth. Her skin felt papery beneath my touch, fragile with age yet still bearing the dignity that had defined her throughout her life.

“There we go,” I murmured, though I knew she couldn’t hear me. “Let’s get you comfortable.”

With practiced care, I changed her into fresh clothes, moving her limbs gently to avoid causing

any discomfort. I even took the time to comb her silver hair, arranging it neatly around her

face.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Winters?”

I looked up to see Sarah Jenkins, one of the medical assistants, standing in the doorway. Her

expression was hesitant, uncertain.

“I can help with that if you’d like to take a break,” she offered.

Before I could respond, Bernard Sheppard appeared behind her. The Stone family’s head butler

assessed the situation with a single glance.

“Sarah,” he said quietly, “I believe Dr. Fletcher was looking for you regarding another patient.”

Sarah looked confused but nodded respectfully. “Of course, Mr. Sheppard.”

As she left, Bernard gave me a small nod of acknowledgment before withdrawing, closing the door softly behind him. I silently thanked him for his discretion. He understood my need to care for Matriarch Evelyn personally.

Alone with the elderly woman once more, I took her hand in mine. Her fingers were cool, the

skin thin enough that I could see the blue veins beneath.

“Grandmother,” I whispered, leaning close to her ear. “You have to wake up soon. Wanwan still needs you to protect me.”

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I used the nickname she had given me years ago when she first welcomed me into the Stone family. Back then, she had been my fiercest advocate, defending me against those who questioned my suitability as Ethan’s mate.

I arrived at the medical den shortly after ten, nodding to the night staff as I made my way to Grandmother’s private room. Through the small window in the door, I could see Olivia sitting beside the bed, her head bowed as she held Grandmother’s hand.

The sight stirred something in me–a complex emotion I couldn’t quite name. Olivia had every reason to abandon the Stone family after how she’d been treated, yet here she was, tending to Grandmother with genuine devotion.

“No, thank you,” she replied, her voice cold as she walked past me and out the door.