Claimed by My Ex Chapter 251 What Brett Discovered

Chapter 251: Chapter 251 What Brett Discovered

Brett’s POV

I made ti in my busy schedule to visit Ravendale’s finest shifter hospital. My ntor, Dr. William Morrison, a legendary figure who dedicated his life to shifter dicine, had recently been diagnosed with a rare werewolf genetic disease,the closest human equivalent would be late-stage lung cancer.

But for us werewolves, this disease is even more lethal. It corrodes our wolf, weakens our healing abilities, and ultimately makes it impossible to sustain life in either human or wolf form. Dr. Morrison’s condition was progressing rapidly; doctors gave him less than a month.

As his most promising student, I ca to visit imdiately. His once powerful fra had withered away.

Leaving his room, my heart felt so heavy I could barely breathe. Aurora BioSciences, our Blood Moon Pack’s pharmaceutical research hub, was developing treatnt specifically for this werewolf condition, but we were still one crucial step away from success. If we could accelerate our research, perhaps we could still help my ntor.

This thought quickened my pace. As Alpha of Blood Moon Pack and head of the research team, I had to push this project forward. As I was ntally drafting new experintal protocols, a familiar figure caught my eye.

Lilith.

She sat in the blood drawing room. I stopped at the corridor corner, not wanting her to notice . The nurse was drawing vial after vial of blood from her arm. I counted silently, seven vials. This was no routine check.

I frowned. Why was she here?

"Why does she need so much blood drawn?" Jacob wondered curiously.

Although we’d rejected her as our mate, the mating bond still made it impossible to completely ignore her presence.

Lilith’s POV

At the hospital,Dr. Elias Thorn,the attending physician,decided I needed comprehensive testing to determine whether my genetic defect had progressed to its final stage.

Seven vials of blood were drawn. Afterward, dizziness overwheld , making it nearly impossible to stand.

Trembling,I sat in a chair outside the examination room and pulled out my water bottle.The combination of an empty stomach and extensive blood draw had weakened Thea, my wolf, significantly. I needed to replenish my energy, but I couldn’t even muster the strength to twist open the cap. Damn it, why couldn’t I manage even this simple task? I struggled futilely.

Then a strong hand took the bottle from .Those long fingers with distinct knuckles,I knew that hand.

Brett Lancaster.

When I looked up, my eyes t his ice-blue ones. He opened the bottle and handed it back to . I froze, only managing to stamr. "Alpha Brett?"

Why was he here? If not for Clara, I would never want any connection with him.The false accusation of leaking dical research secrets had destroyed everything, and Brett had rejected

when I was at my most vulnerable.

But now, Clara needed him. The children’s shelter hadn’t given

any good news in days. No werewolf family wanted to adopt a "scentless pup