Hailee’s POV
Everyone rushed to Nathan, overjoyed that he was okay. My mother moved quickly to my side and held tightly. Luckily, she did—because I was so weak, I might’ve collapsed without her support.
Nathan, still the center of everyone’s attention, suddenly locked eyes with . I could see the concern burning in his gaze.
"Hailee... are you okay? You’re... you’re sweating," he said, voice full of worry.
Imdiately, everyone turned to look at .
"She’s fine," my mother answered quickly, tightening her hold on . "She’s just shaken by the accusation. That’s all."
Before anyone could speak further, the door burst open. Two guards stepped in, dragging a terrified Ariella between them.
The mont Nathan saw her, sothing changed. His entire body tensed. He stepped off the bed with sudden strength, anger written all over his face. Without a word, he stord toward her.
When he reached her, he grabbed her by the throat and slamd her against the wall.
Everyone gasped.
But no one moved to stop him.
"You bitch!" Nathan growled, his voice filled with disgust. "How dare you try to use a love spell on ?!"
Ariella trembled in his grip, gasping for air, her eyes wide with fear. "I–I don’t know what you’re talking about—"
"LIE to again," Nathan snarled, tightening his hold, "and I swear, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life."
Her lips trembled. Her eyes darted around the room, looking for help—but no one ca.
"Okay! Okay! I did it!" she cried out finally. "I did it!"
Nathan dropped her suddenly, and she collapsed to the floor, gasping for air and holding her neck.
"Why?" Nathan demanded coldly. "Why would you do sothing so disgusting?"
Ariella’s voice shook as she spoke, still sitting on the floor. "Because I love you, Nathan! I didn’t want to be just so fling. I wanted more... I thought if I used the spell, you’d see differently. You’d want ."
Nathan’s face darkened with disgust.
"You’ll never be anything more than what you already were," he said coldly. "You’re not the one I want. You never were."
Ariella broke into sobs, but Nathan didn’t even look at her again.
His eyes returned to —and his brows creased instantly.
I couldn’t even stand properly anymore. My head was spinning, and my body felt too heavy.
"Hailee—" he started.
"We need to go," my mother interrupted. "Hailee wasn’t feeling well before she was brought here."
"Oh, we are sorry about that," Nathan’s mom apologized.
Nathan’s eyes didn’t leave . "I’ll drive you," he said firmly.
But before he could take another step, Alpha Dominic stepped forward. "No, Nathan," he said sharply. "You’re just recovering. You shouldn’t be driving anywhere."
"But—"
"No," his father interrupted again, this ti more gently. "Let the guards take them. You need to rest."
Nathan looked torn, his jaw clenched and fists tight at his sides, but in the end, he didn’t argue.
He turned to one of the guards. "Make sure they get ho safely," he said, his voice low but commanding. "Don’t leave until they’re inside."
The guard nodded quickly. "Yes, Alpha."
My mother nodded once in thanks, then helped toward the door. My legs felt like jelly, but I managed to walk with her support.
As we passed Nathan, his hand brushed mine lightly—just a gentle touch—but it sent a warmth through my chest that made my breath hitch.
"Rest, Hailee, I’ll see you tomorrow," he whispered.
I gave a weak nod, too tired to say a word.
And then we left the room.
The night air outside was cold, but I didn’t even feel it. My body was heavy, my head spinning. All I wanted was to lie down.
As the guards opened the car door for us, I leaned against my mother and whispered, "I’ll be okay."
She didn’t answer—just held tighter as the car pulled away from the pack house, heading ho.
We got ho safely.
The guards waited until we were inside before leaving, just like Nathan told them to. I didn’t say a word on the way in—I didn’t have the strength. My legs wobbled, and my head felt light, like I was floating. I was dizzy. Weak.
Mother led straight to my room.
She helped sit on the bed, took off my robe, and pulled the blanket over . She didn’t speak for a while. Just moved around quietly, tucking in like I was a child again.
I knew it was coming.
I felt her watching .
Then finally, she sat on the edge of my bed and took my hand in hers.
"You shouldn’t have done that," she cautioned softly, her thumb brushing over mine.
I looked away.
"I had to do it," I whispered.
She leaned closer, her voice even softer now. "You could’ve died, you know that? That kind of dark energy... it’s not sothing to play with."
"I wasn’t playing," I said quietly. "I couldn’t watch him suffer. I had to do sothing."
"And what if it had consud you instead?" Her voice cracked slightly. "What then, Hailee? What would I have done without you? What would I have told them?" she asked worriedly, and I understood her fear. If anything happened to , mother would be in big trouble.
I took her hand into mine and smiled. "Don’t worry, Mother... I’m fine, and nothing will ever happen to ," I assured her.
She sighed but nodded. "Please don’t do it again... if they find out you are using this ability, they will be angry at you."
I scoffed. "I don’t care anymore, Mother. What they think or feel doesn’t matter to ," I said flatly.
Mother looked like she wanted to say more, but she held back her words... which was a good decision because I was getting tired of the topic.
I leaned back on the pillows, trying to steady my breathing. The ache in my chest was still there, a dull reminder of what I had taken from Nathan.
"I think I’d like to start healing myself now," I said quietly, glancing up at my mother.
She stood, brushing my hair from my face. "Alright," she nodded. "If you need anything... anything at all, just call ."
"I will," I whispered.
She pressed a kiss to my forehead and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "Rest, my love." Then she quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.
The silence that followed was comforting.
I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply. Slowly, I began to draw the energy inward, letting my body start its healing process. My palms ward, my heartbeat steadied. It would take ti—but I would be okay.
Just as I was sinking into that quiet space of focus and calm...
A soft tap sounded.
My eyes flew open.
I froze.
Another knock—gentle but firm—this ti against my window.
For a second, my heart jumped in panic.
Then I slowly turned my head toward the curtains, my body still heavy.
I pushed the covers off and stumbled to the window, using the wall for support. My fingers trembled slightly as I grabbed the curtain.
When I pulled it back—
My breath caught in my throat.
It was Nathan.
Standing right there outside my window.
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