Chapter 199 Crimson Debts

    Leslie’s POV

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    Jensen paused, his eyesplicated. “Because you’re Kirby’s…” He stopped, realizing he’d said too much, and quickly corrected himself. “They respect you. Not many people would aim a crossbow at David the pirate’s head. Most would’ve passed out on the spot.”

    I let out a coldugh. Respect? It was just Crimson Moon Pack arrogance.

    I wasn’t their Luna–and I never would be.

    Asphodel growled, “We are the queen of Rogue Pack, not their Luna!”

    I closed my eyes, trying to smother the irritation rising inside me.

    Kirby saved me. That was a fact. But I didn’t want to owe him. I didn’t want his Pack shackling me down.

    And yet

    this favor clung to me like a thorn, wedged in my heart where I couldn’t reach it.

    The lights in the infirmary were soft, yet they still stung my eyes. I leaned against the headboard. My shoulder throbbed faintly.

    My gaze drifted to the sea outside the window–glittering waves that couldn’t wash away the shadow in my heart.

    The healer, Jensen, came again. This time, he brought a stack of documents. His eyes were

    cautious.

    “You’re recovering well,” he said. “But you’ll need to be careful not to reopen the wound.”

    I nodded, skipping the small talk. “Where’s Kirby?”

    He blinked, then smiled. “Outside. He didn’t sleep. Kept watch all night. You don’t know–he almost flipped the entire ocean looking for you.”

    I frowned, emotions swirling.

    Jensen sat down and casually opened a file. “Speaking of which, Kirby almost died once when he was younger. In the Bloodfang Arena in Ostovia–almost got beaten to death by a gang of illegal fighters.”

    My heart skipped. A sh of blood and darkness lit up in my mind.

    Asphodel growled, “Watch it. He’s testing you!”

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    I forced myself to stay calm, my tone t. “Is that so? Guess he got lucky.”

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    Jensen nced at me, eyes unreadable. “Lucky, yeah. Or fated. They say someone saved him that night—a woman. Used a stealth technique unique to the Rogue Pack royal line to get him out of the arena.”

    My breath caught. My fingers tightened around the bedsheet.

    Four years ago. Ostovia. The Bloodfang Arena.

    That night stank of blood and sweat. Kirby was surrounded by underground fighters, bleeding, barely conscious.

    Every time he stood up, he was smashed back down with fists and des.

    I was standing in the shadows. No one noticed the woman in the corner.

    I didn’t hesitate. I activated the stealth technique, moved like a shadow, took down those fighters one by one, hoisted him over my shoulder, and walked through those giant doors.

    bI /bstill remembered how the sunlight broke through the darkness and hit my face.

    He was unconscious. I handed him to one of his own, then disappeared. That was how I repaid the life he once saved.

    I never told anyone. Not even him.

    “You’re looking pale,” Jensen’s voice pulled me back. “What are you thinking about?”

    I shook my head, forcing myself calm. “Nothing. Just thinking he’s lucky to be alive.”

    Asphodel scoffed. “Lucky? We saved him, Leslie. Don’t let these Crimson Moon males rewrite the story!”

    I lowered my eyes, hiding the tremor inside me.

    So–he owed me a life t00.

    The debt between us… was settled long ago.

    So why did knowing that bring no peace at all?

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