The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 286

Chapter 286

Liam?

Liam was sick? With what? He was hooked up to all kinds of machines and tubes, and Stella was crying…

Whatever it was had to be serious.

But most of all, why the hell was Stella, of all people, visiting Liam in the hospital?

None of it made sense. As far as I knew, Liam and Stella barely knew each other in passing; and Goddess knew I had distanced myself from him after Ella’s death because I couldn’t bear to look into the face of her best friend now that she was gone.

My hand itched to reach out and open the door, but I couldn’t. I felt frozen to my spot, and all I could do was watch as Liam–not only Ella’s friend, but the man who had begun to be mine–seemed to wither away in a hospital bed while a woman he shouldn’t have known held his hand and cried into his chest like they’d known each other for years.

And for some reason, my wolf snarled. Suddenly, the mate bond flared in my chest, so intense this time that it burned like a wildfire. Stella, as if sensing it too, snapped her head up and looked in my direction. I managed to step out of sight before she could know I was there.

No. Stella wasn’t my mate. She couldn’t be. My mate was dead.

And yet, seeing her with Liam made something ugly twist in my chest–a feeling I’d felt too many times before with Ella. Before, it made sense; Ella was my mate and I thought she was having an affair with Liam.

But Stella wasn’t mine. She was just the nanny who only happened to bear a passing resemblance to my dead

wife.

Goddess, I really was going insane. It was a good thing my appointment with Dr. Evelyn was that afternoon.

“Alpha Alexander.” Dr. Evelyn smiled as I entered her office a few hours later. “Please, have a seat. What seems to be the problem? My receptionist said you sounded somewhat distressed when you called to make the appointment the other day.”

“I’ve been experiencing some… unusual symptoms,” I said as I took a seat on the exam table. “Ever since my mate died.” Evelyn tilted her head, and I cleared my throat and explained, “I’ve been feeling… phantom sensations from the mate bond.”

Her eyebrows rose. “Phantom sensations?”

“Yes. Sometimes, it feels like the bond is still there.”

Dr. Evelyn considered this for a moment with a furrowed brow. “Well, it’s not uncommon for surviving mates to experience some residual feelings in the first few weeks after their partner dies. But those sensations should fade relatively quickly.” She paused. “How long has it been?”

“Over a month.”

Dr. Evelyn frowned. She stood and retrieved a stethoscope from her desk drawer. “Let me examine you.

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Over the next several minutes, Dr. Evelyn checked my vitals–pulse, lungs, heart, blood pressure. She even drew a vial of blood for testing and had me respond to a plethora of mental health questions.

“You seem to be in perfect health,” she finally said once she was done. “Your heart rate is normal, you passed the mental health questionnaire with flying colors, and your wolf is strong. There’s no sign of the typical deterioration we see in wolves who’ve lost their mates.”

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