bChapter /bb80 /b

Mark ignored him and bcontinued /bmaking bnotes /bbon /bthe materials,

Silence meant bno/bb. /b

Miloughed, raising an eyebrow at meb: /b“I told you so. The bfirst /btime I met her, I could tell what her blevel /bwas.b” /b

bI /bsmiled bhelplessly/bb. /bb“/bYes, you’re the most bperceptive/bb./bb” /b

Milo asked curiouslyb: /bb“/bProfessorb, /bwhat blevel /bdo you think she’s at in the fieldb?/bb” /b

Without Ferris’s introductionb,/bb” /bMark said tly, “she wouldn’t be qualified to reach my level in this lifetime.”

bAs /bone of the top healers in the medical field, he dealt with world–ss talent in this area every day.

Ashley’s level wouldn’t even be considered excellent among ordinary healers.

he was nowhere near the caliber of students he was willing to bept/b.

When Aurora was about Ashley’s ageb, /bbshe /bbwas /balready serving as a healer in war zones.”

Milo reminisced, sighing: “Though if you hadn’t gone to the war zone, you wouldn’t have met Ferris. If you hadn’t met Ferris, you wouldn’t have donated your

Done marrow-b” /b

Mark coughed, signaling him to stop.

Realizing his mistakeb, /bMilo looked at me apologetically: “Sorry, Aurora.”

shook my head, indicating I didn’t mind.

Donating bone marrow to Ferris had been my own decision. I hadn’t even put my name in the donor column on the records because I didn’t want to use this avor to coerce Ferrisb–/bI wanted him to love me from his heart.

But I had failed.

After a moment of silence, Mark asked: “By the way, how is Linus doingtely?”

Hearing that name, my heart instinctively clenched with pain.

answered: “Same as always. No response to the outside world, but his vital signs remain stable.”

Mark sighed, his usually cold tone bing unusually gentle: “He’ll get better, Aurora.”

nodded, forcing a smile.

After dinner, I drove to a hospital in the suburbs.

bFive /byears ago, my brother Linus, who had been my only family for years, was severely injured in a rogue attack during a study abroad program while protecting his ssmates. His injuries were so severe that even doctors had given up hope.

To raise money for his treatment, I agreed to my father’s demand that I would serve as a modity” for an arranged marriage after reaching adulthood.

Eventually, the healers brought him back from hell.

bBut /bhe never woke up, surviving only with medication and machines maintaining his vital signs.

I chose to be a healer partly because I hoped to cure my brother someday.

bNow/bb, /bLinusy quietly in the hospital bed, eyes closed, his features still showing traces of his youthful handsomeness.

Chapter Ho

He was still young, like a snow wolf pup yet to awakenb, /bslumbering beneath the ice.

I sat beside the bed, gently holding his cold hand, my eyes gradually reddening.

“Linus, your sister is leaving this ceb./b”

My voice choked: “Before 1 bgo/b, I’ll move you to a new ce. I won’t leave you alone here anymore.”

I paused, as if finally finding an outlet for my feelings, and whispered: “I used to think Ferris was my destined happiness. But now I understand–I was wrong.”

Years of grievance, disappointment, painb, /band waiting–I poured it all out, like releasing the heavy dark clouds that had been suppressed in my heart.

Only after lunchtime had passed did I slowly stand up, wipe away my tears, and reluctantly leave the room.

That afternoon, bI /bmade a series of decisions:

First, I went bto /bthe civil registry office to apply for identity cancetion for both Linus and myself, which meant deleting our chip data records.

From then on, we would no longer officially exist in Silver Moon Pack records.

“Ma’am, I’m sorry, we can’t process this for you right now.”

The clerk handed me a document: “If you want to cancel your chip records, you need written consent from the Alpha–that is, his signature on this document.”