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ALPHA’S REGRET: FALSE MATE, TRUE LUNA

TRUE 8

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updatedAt: 2026-01-14

I was somewhat bewildered. “Aren’t you… very busy?”

Busy with pack affairs, busy apanying Ashley.

“I’m not busytely.” He reached over to tuck my nket. “bI /bcan take care of you these next few days.”

This waspletely unexpected.

Over the following days, Ferris actually stayed at the hospital to care for me.

He adjusted my bed, fed me meals, even personally changed my bandages.

One night when pain kept me awake, Ferris sat beside the bed, gently patting my back likeforting a child until I fell into deep sleep.

This tenderness made me feel like I’d returned to our most intimate period.

But I wouldn’t let myself get lost in it again.

‘d already decided to leave and wouldn’t look back.

A weekter, the whip marks on my back had faded considerably.

That day, as Ferris was applying medicine, I identally let out a soft sound.

His movements suddenly stopped.

looked back questioningly and saw his gaze had grown intense, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he seemed to be suppressing omething with great effort.

he unmistakable reaction beneath him made my expression change instantly.

The air seemed to freeze in that moment.

erris slowly leaned closer like a predator approaching prey, his breathing bing heavy and burning with an verwhelming pressure.

Ferris…” I called his name softly, but my voice was lighter and more tremulous than I’d intended.

lis hands gently cupped my face, fingertips burning hot. His lips were barely an inch from mine, his scorching breath falling in my lips as if he would kiss me the next second.

ust as his lips were about to descend-

Crash!”

A sharp sound shattered the intimate atmosphere in the hospital room.

04:14

Alpha’s Regret: False Mate, True Luna

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Chapter b8 /b

bWe /bboth turned bto /bbsee /bAshley standing in the doorway, a fruit basket she’d been carrying now on the floor with fruit scattered

everywhere.

Her eyes were red–rimmedb, /bher voice trembling. “Did bI/bb… /binterrupt something?”

Ferris abruptly pushed me away. “Ashley, it’s not what you think.”

His movement was too sudden. Caught off guard, I fell backward off the hospital bed.

With a dull thud, the back of my head struck hard against the sharp corner of the bedside table, and blood immediately began lowing.

b(/b6)

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