Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 19

Chapter 18: The Nurse, The Car, and The Kiss–1

Thea’s POV

“My name is Sage, Miss Sterling.” The nurse smiled.

I stared at her, crutinized her demeanor while Iris watched with equal curiosity from beside me. Though having a nurse would be helpful given my current state, something about this situation felt off.

“I never hired any nurse,” I said firmly, glancing between them. “Either you have the wrong house, which isn’t likely since you know my name, or someone else hired you. Or this is some kind of trap.”

Sage set her overnight bag down. “I was hired by Alpha Ashworth and instructed to report immediately.”

An annoyed groan escaped my lips. Sebastian. The moment I decided I wanted nothing to do with him, he decided to play hero. Where was all this concern during our marriage when I actually needed him? Back then, he’d treated me like I was invisible.

“I’m sorry you wasted your time coming here, but you’ll have to leave.” I eased back against the sofa, fighting another wave of dizziness. Even this small conversation was draining my limited energy.

The connection between Sebastian and me was solely Leo. That’s all it could ever be. I’d grown used to taking care of myself, had been doing it since I could remember.

“I apologize, madam, but he was quite clear that I should stay regardless of how stubborn you might be.”

Her condescending tone grated on my already frayed nerves. The way she spoke to me, like I was some difficult child, made me want to bare teeth I didn’t have.

“Listen carefully,” I snapped, finally reaching my limit. “This is my house, and Sebastian

has no authority here. Leave before I call the police.”

An uncertain look crossed her face as she weighed Sebastian’s Alpha command against my threat. Before she could respond, another knock echoed through the house. What the hell? Was this “everyone visit Thea” day?

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Chapter 18. The Nurse, The Car, and The Kiss–1

“Looks like you’re popular today,” Iris commented with a slight smirk before going to answer the door.

She returned with a uniformed man clutching a clipboard. “Who is Thea Sterling?” he asked, scanning the room.

I raised my hand weakly. “That would be me.”

“I have a delivery that requires your signature.”

My head was already pounding. “What delivery?”

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