All Chapters of Fated To The Human Doctor : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Who Was In Here?

Christie’s POVRichard hadn't spoken to me in two days. Every time our eyes met in the foyer, he looked away, his jaw tight with disappointment. He wasn't just angry; he was mourning the daughter he thought I was.I spent most of my time in my room, hunched over my laptop, trying to bypass the security blocks on my university account. Every attempt ended in the same flashing red text: ‘Access Revoked.’ Diane hadn’t just locked me out of the house; she had erased my professional identity. I knew then that logic wouldn't save me. I couldn't explain my way out of forged bank statements and a mountain of evidence that Richard was already treating as fact. If I wanted my life back, I had to find the truth Diane was hiding.I waited until the house settled into its afternoon lull. Richard was at the office, and I heard the front door close as Diane and Anna left for another lunch with their high-society friends. I slipped out of my room and moved toward Diane’s private study at the end of

Your Destiny

Lyon’s POVThe amber liquid in my glass was top-shelf, but it tasted like ash. I sat in the corner of the dimly lit club, the heavy bass of the music thumping in the floorboards, trying to ignore the constant, gnawing pull in my chest. Being in the same city as Christie without being able to reach for her was a slow-moving torture. Every time a woman walked past, I caught a hint of perfume that wasn't hers, and it only made the ache worse.Obsidian was restless, pacing behind my ribs. “She’s hurting,” he kept repeating. “The cage is tightening.”I checked my phone again. The message she had sent an hour ago was burned into my mind. *They’ve been selling my research to Julian.* I had already sent the order to my team to track Julian’s current location, but the rage in my blood was making it hard to think straight. These people weren't just parasites; they were scavengers picking at the bones of her life.I drained the glass and stood up, the ice clinking against the crystal. I need

The Irrational Pull

Christie's POV The sound of my bedroom door hitting the wall was louder than any of the thoughts in my head. I jumped, dropping the small notebook I had been gripping. Diane stood in the doorway, her eyes wide and bloodshot. She didn't look like the polished woman who had hosted tea for the governor’s wife last week. She looked like she was unraveling."Where is it, Christie?" she demanded, walking toward me. She didn't stop until she was inches from my face. "I know you were in my study. I can smell that lab floor on everything I touch in there.""I don't know what you're talking about, Mom," I said. I tried to keep my voice steady, but my heart was thumping against my ribs."Don't lie to me," she snapped. She grabbed my arm, her nails digging into my skin. "You’ve been sneaking around this house like a thief since you got back. You’re the reason Richard left this morning in such a rage. He told me if I didn't settle this debt before he returned from his trip, he was going to start

Where I Want You

Lyon’s POV I moved from the window to the door and back again, my skin buzzing with a restless energy that I couldn't shut off. Obsidian was restless too. He was fixated on one thing, and one thing only."She’s moving," I muttered, stopping by the glass wall.I could feel her. It wasn't just a hunch; it was a beacon in the center of my chest that pulsed with every second that passed. She was out there in the city, navigating the maze of streets, and the distance between us was shrinking. My wolf was frantic, urging me to run out and meet her, but I forced my feet to stay planted on the floor. Why was she out this late? The thought of her mother or that Frenchman Julian touching her made the gold in my eyes flare bright. If they had hurt her again, I was going to tear that estate down to the foundation. But as the pull grew stronger, the panic shifted into an aggressive sort of anticipation. She was coming to me.I checked the hallway through the security feed. Empty. I walked to the

The Day I Claim You

Lyon's POV I didn't give Kendra time to finish her sentence. I moved across the room in a blur, my hand hitting the door and slamming it shut with a force that rattled the glass walls of the penthouse. I heard her footsteps retreating fast down the hallway, her scent of lavender vanishing as she fled toward the elevators. I stood there for a second, my chest heaving, trying to force the gold back out of my eyes. I turned around to find Christie standing by the wall where I had left her. She looked shaken, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt. "How did she get here?" she asked. Her voice was small. I walked back toward her. I didn't want any space between us. "She’s came all the way from the North. She was in my bed when I got back here earlier, trying to get her hands on me. I sent her away, but Kendra clearly hasn't learned her lesson. She must have stolen a card from the front desk or tracked me through the pack." Christie looked at the bed, then back at me. "She

The Alpha's Wealth

Christie's POV I woke up to the sun in my face. I sat up, pulling the dark silk sheets against my chest, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city was already moving, but inside the penthouse, everything felt still. I felt different. The ache that had pulled me here last night was gone, replaced by a steady heat that made me feel more awake than I had in years.Lyon was standing by the window, already dressed in a black shirt. He turned when he heard the bedsheets move. He didn't smile, but the way he looked at me made my skin tingle. "You should have seen the lobby last night after the police left," he said. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Your mother was screaming about kidnappings until I showed the officers my credentials and the video of you walking in here on your own. She looked like she wanted to choke.""She won't stop, Lyon," I said. I ran a hand through my messy hair. "She and Julian have a plan. They think if they can keep me isolated, they c

Who Owns The Debt?

Christie's POV The look on Julian’s face changed the moment his phone buzzed. As he looked at the screen, his expression went flat. The color drained from his cheeks. He didn't say a word; he just stared at the device as if it had turned into a snake."What is it, Julian? Wasn't she bluffing?" Diane asked, her voice sharp with impatience. "Just give her the pen. Let’s get this over with before Richard gets back."Julian didn't move. "The debt," he whispered. His voice was thin. "It’s gone.""Of course it’s gone, you're settling it now," Diane said, reaching for the papers."No," Julian snapped, pulling the documents back. "I mean it’s been bought. The entire portfolio. The bridge loans, the gambling markers, the liens. Everything was transferred to a private firm five minutes ago. I don't hold the debt anymore, Diane. I have no standing here."The front door swung inward with a heavy force that made everyone freeze. Lyon walked in. He was in a dark, tailored suit that emphasized h

No One Gets The Doctor

Lyon's POV I sat in Richard’s leather armchair, making sure I took up as much space as possible. The room was small, and I wanted Julian to feel every inch of my presence. My nose twitched. Obsidian was pacing in my head, baring his teeth at a scent that didn't belong in a home. The scent was coming from Julian. I wondered if the man knew that I could smell him.I looked at Julian. He was sweating despite the air conditioning. His hands were tucked into his pockets, but I could see the slight tremor in his shoulders."You look pale, Julian," I said. My voice was quiet, but it cut through the silence. "Is the stress of losing your investment affecting your health?"Julian wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "I’m perfectly fine. We are here to discuss the legal transfer of debt, not my well-being.""Are we?" I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. I let my eyes wander over him. He was t

Under My Boots

Lyon's POV I didn't wait for my brain to process the move. I was already in the air. As Julian lunged, I threw my weight across the corner of the desk, my shoulder slamming into his ribs. The impact made a sickening thud. Julian gasped as he was knocked sideways, his feet leaving the floor before he crashed into a heavy bookshelf.The injector flew out of his hand. It spun through the air, the glass glinting under the study lights, before it landed on the rug right at Christie’s feet. I didn't stop. I stepped over the edge of the desk and planted my boot firmly in the center of Julian’s chest, pinning him to the floor. He groaned, his hands clawing at my leg, but I put enough pressure on his sternum to make him stop breathing for a second."Try that again," I growled, my voice sounding more like a wolf than a man. "See what happens to your neck."Christie was trembling. She stared at the small glass tube on the floor, then slowly reached down and picked it up. She held it with two

Lyon Owns The Floor

Christie's POV I didn’t stop running until I reached the basement. The heavy door of the lab clicked shut behind me, and I finally let out the breath I had been holding since Lyon slammed Julian into the bookshelf. My hands were shaking so hard the glass vial rattled against my fingernails. I walked over to the central workbench and set the injector down, staring at it under the bright fluorescent lights. The lab felt different now. It was no longer a room in my mother's house where I hid to escape her voice. It was a fortress. Lyon owned this floor, this house, and the air I was breathing. The thought should have terrified me, but it was the only thing keeping my legs from giving out.I pulled on a pair of gloves and grabbed a slide. I needed to know what Julian was so desperate to put into my veins. I extracted a tiny drop of the cloudy green liquid and smeared it across the glass, slotting it under the microscope. I leaned in, adjusting the focus. What I saw made my blood run

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