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My Chice 7

My Chice 7

Chapter 7

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_Mira’s POV_ The next day, I felt a bit better. My body still ached, but at least I could sit up without my head spinning. The doctor came in, smiling as she checked my vitals. “You are healing well,” she said. “I think you are ready to leave the hospital. Just remember to take it easy.” I nodded. I was grateful for her kindness. “Thank you,” I murmured. Just then, Aaron walked into the room. He looked relieved to see me sitting up. “Are you ready to go?” he asked, a gentle smile on his face. “Yes,” I replied, feeling a strange warmth at the sight of him. He had saved me, cared for me, and here he was again. He reached out his hand, and I hesitated before placing mine in his. His grip was firm yet gentle, guiding me as I swung my legs off the bed and stood up. My legs wobbled, but Aaron held me steady. “Careful,” he murmured. “Lean on me if you need to.” Together, we made our way out of the hospital room. Aaron’s Beta, a tall man with short brown hair, was waiting for us outside. “This is Jason, my Beta,” Aaron explained. Jason nodded at me, smiling politely. “It’s nice to meet you, Mira,” he said. “Nice to meet you too,” I replied, my voice a little shy. “Jason will be driving us to the pack house,” Aaron said, guiding me to a sleek black car waiting outside. He helped me into the back seat, his hand gentle on my shoulder. Then he climbed in beside me. The drive was quiet but comfortable. I stole a few glances at Aaron, noticing the way his gaze stayed focused on the scenery outside, yet his hand never left mine, resting softly between us. After a short drive, the car slowed down in front of a massive mansion. My eyes widened as I took in the sight. It was beautiful—grand and elegant, with towering pillars and perfectly trimmed hedges surrounding the entrance. The Blue Moon pack house. “We’re here,” Aaron said softly, his gaze warm as he looked at me. “Welcome to the Blue Moon pack, Mira.” “Thank you,” I whispered, overwhelmed by everything that he was doing for me. As we stepped out of the car, a man with black hair and dark eyes approached us. He was tall and well-built, exuding strength and confidence. He bowed slightly, addressing Aaron. “Alpha,” he said respectfully. “While you were away, a group of rogues attempted to cross into our territory. I have detained them in the cellar.” Aaron’s expression grew serious. “Thank you, Lucian. I’ll deal with them later.” He turned to me with a softer look. “Mira, this is Lucian, my Gamma.” Lucian gave me a polite nod, extending his hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Mira.” I shook his hand, noticing how his grip was firm but respectful. “Nice to meet you too,” I replied. Aaron’s face softened again as he turned back to me. “Let me show you around,” he offered, gesturing toward the mansion. We stepped inside, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. The entryway was vast, with high ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and elegant furnishings that looked as if they had come straight out of a magazine. Everything sparkled, from the polished floors to the gilded frames on the walls. I felt completely out of place in this luxurious setting. Aaron guided me down hallways, pointing out various rooms—the dining hall, the library, and the lounge. Each room was more stunning than the last. I had never seen anything like it. Finally, he stopped in front of a large door. “This is your room,” he said, opening the door and stepping aside for me to enter. I stepped in and gasped. The room was enormous, with a king-sized bed covered in soft white linens, a sitting area with plush armchairs, and floor-to-ceiling windows that let in a flood of natural light. There was even a small balcony with a view of the forest. “This… this is too much,” I stammered, turning to face him. “You didn’t have to go to all this trouble. A simple room would have been fine.” Aaron shook his head, smiling. “No, this room is appropriate for you. You’re my guest, and I want you to feel comfortable.” I felt a warmth spread through my chest. No one had ever treated me this way before. “Thank you,” I whispered, feeling the weight of his kindness. He nodded, his gaze soft. “Get settled in. I’ll have someone bring you some clothes.” I looked around the room, still feeling like I was dreaming. “Thank you, Aaron,” I said, my voice full of gratitude. He gave me a slight nod, then paused by the door. “By the way, my room is right next to yours. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know.” I nodded, though his words left me a bit confused. Why would he put me so close to him? I was just a guest, not family. But I brushed the thought aside, reminding myself of everything he had done for me. I shouldn’t doubt him. After he left, I wandered around the room, still amazed by the luxury surrounding me. It was so different from anything I had ever known. Yet, despite everything, a part of me felt… safe.
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My Chice

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