Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

The she-wolf's condition was deteriorating rapidly. Since the Alpha King had chosen to save her, he had to prioritize Victoria's care and reschedule Evelyn's appointment.noveldrama

After instructing a nurse to make the necessary arrangements, he hurried toward the emergency room. He called the expert medical team through the pack's communication network as he moved.

Just after Dr. Fletcher ended his call with the medical team, Ethan realized something crucial. Olivia was at the medical center, and today was Evelyn's scheduled check-up.

Fearing that Olivia had overheard his conversation with Dr. Fletcher, he immediately tried to reach her through their bond. But he realized Olivia had blocked their mental connection, shutting him out completely.

Ethan got into his Midnight Maybach and drove urgently to the medical center. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as anxiety consumed him.

The expert medical team arrived swiftly and successfully resuscitated Victoria from her critical state. The wounds inflicted by Connor Blackthorn were carefully sutured with precision.

Her back was professionally bandaged with healing herbs infused into the dressings. The medical team worked efficiently to stabilize her condition.

She opened her eyes groggily to find herself in the sterile environment of the medical center. The expert team had already departed, leaving only the healer who had stitched her wounds and a nurse to monitor her condition.

The healer, exhausted from the extensive surgical work, went to an adjacent room. He needed to remove his sterile gown and prepare to return to his office for much-needed rest.

The nurse was tidying up medical supplies with her back turned to Victoria. She organized the instruments methodically, unaware of the danger brewing behind her.

Recognizing this as her only chance to escape, Victoria's survival instincts kicked in. Before being transferred to the Northern Territory's maximum security facility, she had to act now.

Despite the pain radiating through her body and her weakened state, her desperate desire for freedom gave her unexpected strength. She forced herself to sit up on the medical bed.

The nurse, hearing the movement behind her, turned around while holding a surgical scalpel in her hand. She was ready to assist the patient with any needs.

"Miss Frost, your wounds have just been sutured," she warned gently. "You cannot move or you'll tear the stitches..."

Before the nurse could finish her

warning, Victoria lunged forward. She snatched the silver-edged scalpel from her grasp, pressing the dangerous blade against the nurse's carotid artery with desperate precision.

"Don't make a sound," Victoria threatened, her blue eyes wild with the desperation of a cornered wolf. "I already have three lives on my hands-I don't mind adding a fourth."

The nurse paled instantly, her wolf cowering in terror at Victoria's unhinged state. The she-wolf's eyes held the look of a rabid animal, someone who truly could slit her throat without hesitation.

"Please, calm down..." the nurse whispered, her lips trembling with fear. She couldn't die now-she had just accepted her mate's proposal after years of courtship.

They had overcome so many obstacles to finally be together. She didn't want to die.

Victoria gestured sharply toward the contaminated exit. She signaled the nurse to help her escape through the medical waste disposal route.

The terrified nurse, afraid to disobey the armed she-wolf, carefully helped Victoria down from the bed. Victoria discovered she could bear some weight on her legs and managed to settle into a wheelchair.

The nurse, hands shaking, wheeled her toward the contaminated exit. The Northern Territory Enforcers continued their vigilant watch at the main operating room entrance, unaware that their prisoner was escaping through an alternate route.

Victoria's only goal was immediate escape from custody. Even if she became a fugitive wolf, she could still find other ways to flee the Northern Territories entirely.

She couldn't bear to sit passively and await her fate in the enforcers' hands. Freedom was worth any risk.

Once they reached the disposal area, she struck the nurse unconscious with the scalpel handle. This ensured no immediate pursuit would follow her escape.