Luna Who Stopped Giving In Chapter 09

Luna Who Stopped Giving In Chapter 09

Half an hour later, a medical transport team pushed a gurney straight into the ward.

“What are you doing?”

Mom shot to her feet.

“You’re the family? The patient is being transferred to Boston for follow-up treatment. We’re

starting the process now.”

The lead healer didn’t pause for questions.

“A transfer? Who authorized this?”

Dad stormed over, his Alpha aura flaring.

“I am the Alpha of this Pack. I didn’t consent to this.”

“I signed.”

I stepped out from behind the transport team, the signed transfer form in my hand.

I was soaked through, hair plastered to my face. But my back was straight.

The room went dead silent.

Caleb’s head snapped up. He stared at me like I was a ghost.

“Amelia, when did you get here?”

He moved toward me without thinking.

I walked past him to Grandma’s bedside.

The moment Grandma saw me, her eyes filled.

“Amelia, why’d you come back?”

“I’m fine. It’s just a little bump…”

“Grandma, I’m taking you to Boston.”

I held her rough hand. My voice was quiet, but there was no room for argument.

“Amelia, are you out of your mind?”

Mom lunged for the form.

“You go off to Boston and suddenly you think you’re somebody? With what money? How are you going to pay for all this?”

“My full scholarship. Professor Blake’s research grant. Royal Warrior’s emergency medical fund.”

I looked her dead in the

eye.

“You don’t need to worry about a thing.”

“Don’t you dare leave!”

Dad raised his hand, a low growl ripping from his throat.

I didn’t flinch.

“Go ahead.”

“There are cameras in this hallway. The second you touch me, I’m filing a formal grievance with

the Regional Lycan Council.”

“Assaulting a Royal Warrior scholar. Let’s see how that looks on Marcus’s record when he tries to

secure a seat on the Pack Council.”

Dad’s hand dropped. His face was white with rage.

The healers transferred Grandma onto the gurney.

I followed them out.

Caleb caught up and grabbed my arm.

“Amelia, don’t do this.”

“Elaine’s too old for a transfer like this. Let her stay here. I can get her the best room in the pack

hospital.”

He looked terrified. Almost like he was begging.

Every card he had left to play, I was ripping out of his hands.

I stopped. I peeled his fingers off my arm, one by one.

“Caleb.”

I looked at him the way you’d look at something rotten.

“You disgust me.”

He looked like I’d driven a silver blade into his chest. He couldn’t move.

I turned and stepped into the elevator without looking back.

The doors slid shut.

Through the narrowing gap, I watched Caleb drop to his knees on the cold tile floor.

The rest of the Caldwells were falling apart behind him.

But none of it had anything to do with me anymore.

That night, Grandma and I boarded the medical transfer flight to Boston.

I held Grandma’s hand and watched the dark sky outside the window.

The only person in this world I couldn’t leave behind, I’d finally pulled her free.