บททั้งหมดของ My Mate Gave My Life-Saving Cure to His Ex: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Chapter 31Mara refused to be carried out.Her hands were still shaking from the silver collar, and the burn around her throat looked angry and raw, but when Daniel offered a guard’s arm, she glared at him as if he had insulted her bloodline, her wolf, and every ancestor who had ever thrown a punch.“I can walk,” she rasped.Daniel looked at me.I shrugged. “She can walk.”Mara gave me the smallest nod, as if I had passed a test.We left the old oath hall through the side entrance. The messenger had been bound and sedated, his Luna-staff clasp sealed in an evidence pouch. Daniel’s guards moved around us in tight formation, but even with them there, the road back to the Council building felt exposed. Every window in the Alpha residence seemed to watch.Mara noticed too.“So it was the Luna,” she said.“Possibly,” Daniel replied.Mara gave him a look. “That’s a political answer.”“It is an accurate answer.”“Annoying.”I cleaned the blood from her split lip as we walked. “Save your stre

Chapter 33Mara’s appointment did not heal Silver Moon overnight.No appointment could.By sunset, three old families had filed objections, two Council clerks had resigned, and one anonymous letter claimed the pack had “surrendered its bloodline dignity to border sentiment.” Caleb read that last phrase out loud in the clinic break room and nearly choked on his tea.“Border sentiment,” he repeated. “Do they mean common sense?”“They mean fear,” I said.“Fear has terrible vocabulary.”Mara handled the objections better than expected.She spent the first hour after the trial in my clinic, refusing painkillers until I threatened to declare her medically unfit for public appearances. That got her attention. After one dose, fresh bandages, and a bowl of broth she drank like it had personally insulted her, she walked into her first heir briefing with a split lip and a controlled wolf.The old families did not know what to do with her.That was satisfying.Alexander sent no message that night

Chapter 35Mara’s oath ceremony was held under clear skies.For once, Silver Moon Pack seemed to understand that weather should not be dramatic every time someone’s life changed.The ceremony took place in the main courtyard instead of the old oath hall. Mara had insisted. When an elder suggested the traditional chamber, she looked at him with her bandaged throat and said, “The old room tried to kill me.”No one argued after that.The courtyard filled before noon. Border wolves stood shoulder to shoulder with old families. Healers from every district came in white and gray. Warriors lined the steps. Alpha Rowan stood beneath the silver crest, older than he had looked a month ago, but steadier too.Luna Celeste was absent.Her inquiry was ongoing, and no one said her name aloud.I stood near the front as medical witness, wearing my chief healer coat and the old healer’s service chain from Marlow’s confiscated belongings. We had cleaned it, restored the links, and placed a new clasp on

Chapter 37Daniel waited three days.I knew because Caleb counted out loud.On the first day, he said, “Beta Knox has not asked to kiss you.”I told him to reorder silverroot.On the second day, he said, “Still no kiss request.”I gave him inventory duty.On the third day, he entered my office with a stack of forms and announced, “If this tension continues, I will need workplace compensation.”I looked up from a healer transfer petition. “You are very invested in my personal life for someone who claims to hate drama.”“I hate being uninformed.”“You are not entitled to information.”“I know. That is what makes it tragic.”Before I could answer, Daniel appeared in the doorway behind him.Caleb turned, saw him, and immediately decided he had urgent business elsewhere. “I will go… protect the thermometers.”He left too fast to be dignified.Daniel watched him go. “Should I ask?”“No.”“Good.”He stepped into my office, holding a small box wrapped in plain brown paper.“If that is another

Chapter 39The eyes moved first.Pale yellow, then blue, then a sickly green, blinking open in the dark like buried stars. They were too high for wolves crouching on all fours and too low for men standing upright. Whatever waited deeper in the tunnel breathed with a wet, uneven rhythm that made the torch flame shiver.Mara lifted her blade. “That is not a wolf.”“No,” I said. “It used to be.”Daniel’s voice dropped. “How many?”The darkness answered with a scrape of claws against stone.One shape lurched into the edge of the torchlight.It had the frame of a wolf, but wrong. Too thin in the ribs, shoulders twisted, patches of fur missing where blackened skin showed through. A silver collar had sunk into its neck so deeply the flesh had grown around it. Its eyes were clouded, unfocused, but when it scented us, its mouth split open in a snarl that sounded almost human.Caleb whispered, “Moon Goddess.”The thing lunged.Mara met it head-on.She did not try to kill immediately. Good. Even