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“Oh? Then maybe you can tell your very busy Alpha to stop showing up near my building,” I responded. “Tell him to stop tailing my car, and stop randomly appearing in front of me. It would be a great help.”
I realized that, somehow, neither Julian nor Olivia realized that I was healer Amanda. I’d let them keep thinking that. I’d let them keep underestimating me.
“Stocking shelves at the supermarket keeps me plenty busy.”
Olivia had no comeback. She simply watched me as I went about my chores like she’d never appeared at all.
I tossed the trash in the bin, dusted off my hands, and went back inside.
Olivia’s POV
Olivia returned home, her brain busy with thoughts and underlying fury. How could Julian have done something like this to her?
He’d always pursued her, not the other way around.
All these nights Julian had said he was working late, had he actually been out looking for Amber?
She kept pressing the investigator to track Julian’s car. The private investigator remained hesitant, weary to be caught invading the Alpha’s privacy. Finally, Olivia offered an amount of money the private investigator couldn’t refuse.
He went out and bought a small tracker. Olivia brought the private investigator to company headquarters, where he placed the small tag under Julian’s car in the parking garage.
In the coming days, it became clear that Julian spent much of his time parked outside of Amber’s house.
Were they seeing each other? Had Amber lied to Olivia when she said she didn’t want Julian anymore? Olivia wouldn’t be surprised.
Amber had always been a snake. She’d always thwarted Olivia’s plans.
Jealousy burned through Olivia like wildfire. In all these years, Julian had never once slept with her. It didn’t make sense – when she’d broken up with him in university, he’d been heartbroken, pining for her, begging her not to leave.
That damn Amber.
Julian and Olivia were fated mates. He was the Alpha of Thorn Pack. She was the daughter of Obsidian Pack’s Alpha. Obsidian Pack was a small, dependent pack under Thorn Pack’s reign, but had its own power. The two Alpha families had arranged marriages going back for generations.
On paper, Olivia and Julian were a good match, meant for each other.
They’d been close in school, as they were familiar to each other, coming from the same world. However, their personalities clashed. Julian accused her of being spoiled, and Olivia found Julian too serious.
A handsome Gamma warrior had begun showing interest in Olivia, eventually full-on pursuing her. She’d broken up with Julian, blaming the split on the pressure his serious attitude put on her. Julian had been apologetic.
Heartbroken.
And then he’d found a chosen mate.
If Olivia was ever going to lock him down, she needed to have a child. Julian’s real child. Then, they would be bonded together forever.
She made an appointment with Healer Amber the next day at the hospital.
“Why haven’t you fixed my infertility yet?” she complained. “I need to prepare for pregnancy. I need a baby. Aren’t you supposed to be some kind of legendary healer? Why can’t you do this?”
Healer Amanda looked up at Olivia over her mask.
“You really want to know why I haven’t treated you yet?” she asked, pulling a report out of a thick folder.
“Enough!” Olivia cut her off, humiliated and furious. She was the agent Luna. How dare a healer speak to her like this?
“Your body needs rest, not another pregnancy,” Healer Amanda said, putting away the report and printing out a prescription.
“Take this medicine on schedule. It’ll help your body recover over time. But be warned-don’t try to get pregnant during this period. If you do, no one, not even I, will be able to save you.”
Olivia snatched the prescription and stormed out, still furious. She stalked down the hospital highway, fuming.
Julian didn’t show her any affection, and Olivia had quickly become bitter, now elevated by the fact that Amber had reappeared, somehow alive after Olivia’s attempt at taking her out. This couldn’t be the answer. Healer Amanda had always seemed reluctant to help Olivia, despite the money Julian offered to find a cure.
An idea struck Olivia, and she turned toward Head Healer Eric’s office.
After Amber’s “death,” Julian had asked Olivia to take over Luna duties. Within Thorn Pack, her status was as good as Luna, which meant she also had influence in the hospital. She intended to use it.
“Head Healer,” Olivia said when he’d let her in, “I’m so sorry that we didn’t trust your expertise, bringing in that outsider to treat me instead. I don’t believe she is working in the best interest of the Alpha or Thorn Pack.”
“I’m listening,” Head Healer Eric responded, leaning towards her from behind his desk. He was obviously flattered by receiving an apology from someone as influential in the pack as her.
“I want you to find a way to sabotage her, Head Healer. You will be forever in my gratitude.” Olivia leaned in now, her voice a purr.
“If you succeed, I can secure Thorn Pack Hospital a much more sizable budget.”
Head Healer Eric agreed, shaking Olivia’s hand from across the table.
He’d never liked that Healer Amanda, anyway.
Amber’s POV
I had a critical operation scheduled. The patient was an elderly noble who suffered from a brain tumor.
While werewolves had self-healing abilities, they couldn’t heal tumors themselves. Tumors were the result of overactive immune responses, and because werewolves’ immune systems were incredibly strong, illnesses related to immune systems often hit them incredibly hard.
We’d discussed the case during an appointment in my office the week before, then scheduled the operation as soon as we possibly could. Surgery was the only option to treat the patient, but even full removal didn’t guarantee that the tumor wouldn’t return. This threat was exacerbated by how close the tumor was to healthy brain tissue.
Total resection risked damaging critical brain functions.
The patient trusted me, but his family had doubts. I managed to convince them that the surgery was the right move, and we’d finalized the schedule for today.
In the OR, Noah, who’d proven to be an excellent assistant, handled all of the preoperative preparations, or pre-op prep, getting the tools we’d need ready to try and ensure the most ease possible. I waited for the anesthesiologist to come sedate the patient.
While she did, I used my healing aura to calm the patient.
Werewolf bodies were so powerful that standard anesthesia wasn’t fully effective.
