The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268

“Why does it feel like you’re trying to move me in here?” I ask, glancing around the room at all the small, thoughtful details she’s added. There are plants carefully placed on the side table, a soft rug laid out beside the bed, and even the curtains aren’t the usual plain white. My eyes drift to the corner near the bathroom door, where my duffle bag sits, looking stuffed to the brim. I shift my gaze between the two women and clear my throat, catching the sharp look in Ryker’s eyes before I add, “Please, explain.”

Kennedy looks a little sheepish but makes no attempt to soften the blow. “You’re needed for a lot of testing, and since you’ve missed every check-up scheduled over the last six months, the healers want you to stay a few days.”

I shake my head, trying to keep my tone polite but firm. “With all due respect, Luna, no thank you. They can take as much blood as they want to figure out what this toxin is, but I’m not staying here.”

“Finn, you have to be healthy. Why won’t you let us help you?” Kennedy’s voice is pleading, her eyes searching mine for some sign of agreement. I just shake my head again and walk over to the healer who’s been lurking quietly in the corner. She seemed ready to let Kennedy beg me endlessly. “Greta, stay with him. Keep him company,” Luna instructs.

I groan, turning back around. “I’m fine, thank you, Luna. Greta, go home and get some sleep. You’ve been up for over forty-eight hours, and you weren’t even in the same fight I was.”

The healer looks over my shoulder and asks quietly, “Greta, did you get hit with the toxin too?”

“Not that I know of. They targeted Finn mostly,” Greta replies.

Another healer passes by, giving her some instructions, and I think I catch the sound of an eye roll. The tension in the room thickens.

“So, are we extending your sleepover?” Greta nudges me with her elbow as she walks past. I glance over my shoulder and smile brightly. “I’ll take that as a yes,” I say, following her.

I have no clue where we’re headed, but I might as well stick close to my temporary entertainment for the next day or so. It’s clear Kennedy will get her way, and I’ll be the lab rat as long as she wants me here.

“No.”

“What do you mean no? I’m not going down there. You can kiss my—”

I suddenly reach out, grabbing her face gently with both hands and pulling her close until our noses almost touch. “What exactly can I kiss, Greta?” I whisper. Her eyes widen, and she freezes in my arms. I take a step forward, and as expected, she steps back. I keep advancing slowly, inch by inch, until her back hits the wall. I hear a quiet whisper from the healer nearby: “Nice work.”

Greta jumps as the elevator begins its slow descent.