The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300

Chapter 300

Alexander’s POV

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Stella fled from the room like her life depended on it. Right after I’d felt another one of those mysterious, albeit faint, tugs along the bond that should have died with my mate.

“She’s been through a lot lately,” Liam said from his hospital bed, pulling my attention back to him. “Don’t take it personally.”

I turned to face him with my eyebrows raised. “What do you mean, ‘a lot‘? What’s going on with her?”

Liam hesitated, then waved his hand. “I just mean… I think Stella might care for you more than she’s letting on, Alexander. But there are things she wants to tell you that she can’t. Not yet, anyway.”

My brows furrowed. “What things?”

“I can’t say. It’s not my place.” Liam’s expression was neutral, although there was something in his gaze that made me uneasy. He was looking at me like he knew something I didn’t. Or maybe that was just the cancer meds making his eyes look off. “Just… be patient with her. She’s dealing with more than you realize, what with the Luna Trial and all.”

None of this made any sense. Stella had made it abundantly clear throughout the entire Luna Trial that she didn’t want to be my wife. Why would Liam think she cared for me? And what could she possibly need to tell me that was so important but also impossible to say?

“This is all very strange,” I admitted, taking a seat in the spot beside the bed where Stella had been just a few minutes ago. “Stella and I barely know each other. She’s only been in my employ for a little over a month.”

Not to mention the fact that Liam apparently knew her deepest, darkest secrets even though they’d known each other for even less time.

But I didn’t say that part out loud. I also didn’t dwell on the sudden and unexpected pang of jealousy I felt in my chest at the thought of those two being so close. Why the hell should I care?

Well, I didn’t come here to ponder such things. Ella’s old friend was dying, and I had hardly seen Liam since her death even though he’d started to become a friend to me, too, and I had to make things right.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked, shoving my hands in my pockets. “With your treatment, I mean. I could call in specialists from other territories, get you access to experimental therapies, whatever you need. Money isn’t an issue.”

Liam was quiet for a long moment, considering my words. When he finally looked up at me, there was a flicker in his eyes. “Actually, there is one thing.”

“Name it.”

“I need you to find me a witch.”

I blinked. “A… witch?”

“Yes. Someone who practices the old ways.” Liam tilted his head. “Do you think that’s doable?”

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Chapter 300

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1 didn’t know what to say to that. Of all the things I’d expected him to ask for, that wasn’t even on the list. Witches were practically unheard of these days. Most wolves considered them about as legitimate as palm readers or fortune tellers at traveling circuses charlatans who preyed on desperate people with false hope and parlor tricks.

“Liam, since when do you care about witches?” I asked, laughing openly. He had to be fucking with me. Either that, or the medication was making him delusional.

But his face was dead serious.

“Please.” He grabbed my wrist with a grip surprisingly strong for someone so sick. “I know how it sounds. I know witches aren’t exactly respected anymore. But I need to try everything, Alexander. Even the things that sound crazy.”

I stared down at where he was grabbing me, then up at his face. The desperation there made my interest pique; this had to be some kind of desperate attempt to cure himself before the inevitable end. Who was I to deny a dying man a bit of comfort, if that was what he truly wanted?