Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 201

Chapter 113: Sacred Grounds

(Lucas’s POV)

“She’s ready to be discharged,” Dr. Marcus Fletcher informed me, his expression professional but relieved. “Her physical recovery is remarkable, though I’d recommend continued emotional

support.”

I nodded, watching Olivia through the glass partition as a nurse helped her gather her few belongings. Even in a hospital gown, her quiet dignity remained intact.

“I’ll take care of her,” I promised, my voice leaving no room for doubt.

After completing the discharge paperwork, I escorted Olivia to my waiting vehicle. Thomas Griffin stood beside it, opening the door with a respectful nod.

“Are you hungry?” I asked as we settled into the backseat.

Olivia hesitated before nodding slightly. “A little.”

“Amber Crest Restaurant,” I instructed Thomas. “The private dining area.”

The restaurant staff greeted us with discreet efficiency, leading us to a secluded table overlooking a peaceful garden. I ordered a selection of light dishes, watching carefully as Olivia picked at her food.

“Try the venison broth,” I encouraged, serving her myself. “It’s gentle on the stomach but nourishing.”

To my satisfaction, she took a small sip, then another. By the end of the meal, she had eaten more than I expected, color gradually returning to her pale cheeks.

“Thank you,” she said softly as we finished. “For everything.”

I simply nodded, unwilling to accept gratitude for what any decent person would have done.

Back in the car, I turned to her, choosing my words carefully. “Olivia, could I visit Lily’s grave?”

Her emerald eyes widened in surprise.

“I’ve watched her Thanksgiving Moon Ceremony video many times while you were sleeping,” I explained. “She was… special.”

It was true. The little girl’s bright smile and thoughtful nature had touched something deep

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within me. Her sweetness, her obvious love for her mother – I couldn’t help but feel protective

of her memory.

“I’d like to go too,” Olivia admitted, her voice barely audible. “Yesterday, when I… when I jumped… I wasn’t thinking clearly. I’d missed my medication, and the grief just overwhelmed

As dusk settled over the cemetery, Olivia finally approached. She knelt beside me, her fingers gently caressing the photograph of Lily embedded in the stone.

I reached out, touching the stone myself. “Lily, I like you very much. I hope you like me too. I’ll come visit you again with your mother next time.”

The walk back to the car was silent but comfortable. I opened the door for Olivia, helping her