Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 136 Suspicion on the Farewell Party Night

Draven’s POV

The moment I scrolled past Ella’s wedding dress photos on social media, my stomach dropped like a rock. For two straight nights, I’ve been jolted awake in a cold sweat, haunted by nightmares.In them, she’s standing before the pack members in that awful dress, covered in ruffles and cheap beading, yelling "I do" like it’s a competition.

Alaric whines every time I think about it.

"Make it stop," I groaned.

I hadn’t slept worth a damn and felt like I’d been hit by a truck. My brain was foggy, and I desperately needed caffeine. I decided a trip to the break room might help clear my head. Maybe chatting with Ryan and Kyle would wake me up a bit.

I was heading down the hallway when Caroline suddenly burst from her office.She looked white as a sheet, pressing her hand over her mouth as she rushed to the bathroom. I wanted to go after her, but Kyle grabbed my arm.

"Let her go," Kyle said,her face worried. "She’s been like this all week."

I frowned. "Is she sick?"

Kyle sighed."Caroline’s been feeling really nauseous lately, always running to the bathroom. I think it’s her stomach. Could be stress, but I’m starting to worry."

Ava cut in. "I might get Eleanor to force Caroline to see a doctor. She’s so stubborn about it. She keeps brushing it off."

My wolf whined, worried about Caroline. "Is she okay?"

"No idea. And don’t even try to check on her,she runs away every time she sees you lately." Kyle gave me a look.

I sighed. She wasn’t wrong. Caroline would duck into any room to avoid me, leave meetings super early, even run the other way in the hallway.

"She’ll get over it," Ryan said, coming up behind me and patting my back. "But dude, you look awful. Those bags under your eyes,rough night patrolling?"

"I haven’t slept for shit," I admitted. "Every time I close my eyes, I see Ella in that ridiculous wedding dress. "

Ryan snorted. "That dress looks like someone skinned a wedding cake."

We were sipping coffee in the break room when my phone buzzed with a message from Nate,"Meeting with my uncle, Dr. Molina from Starlight Pack, on Wednesday. He’ll help with your situation."

I felt a surge of hope. "Finally," I breathed, sending back a quick thanks.

On Wednesday, I met Nate and his uncle at Bella Vita restaurant. Dr. Molina stood tall and confident, carrying himself like someone who knew exactly how good he was at his job. His reputation as one of the best doctors preceded him.

"Alpha Draven," he greeted me with respect."My nephew filled me in on the mess that’s landed in your lap."

"Call me Draven," I insisted, taking a swig of soda. "And yeah, one night of drinking turned my life into a complete shitshow. I’m sticking to the soft stuff now."

Dr. Molina laughed."Smart man. Nothing wrecks a life faster than too much liquor and poor judgment. From what Nate says, you don’t remember anything from that night?"

I shook my head, frustration bubbling up. "Nothing after a whiskey on the balcony. Complete blank."

"How did you feel when you had that drink? Anything unusual?" His eyes sharpened with professional interest.

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