Chapter 779

Chapter 124 : Who’s Your Boyfriend

When I first got to Marno, I wasn’t able to afford to live in the lap of luxury.

I kept a small apartment on the edge of the packland. The building was pretty beat up, the shingles slipping off and the siding had big chunks taken out of it.

Now, on a clinic salary, I could move to a nicer place, but I had grown fond of the neighborhood.

Despite Marno’s active trading business and tourist industry, its wealth wasn’t evenly distributed among the pack members. For example, most people that lived in this area of the packland were in a rough place financially. Life wasn’t easy for them, and thus, they weren’t exactly friendly to begin with.

At first, people in my building had given me the cold shoulder or even cursed for no reason under their breath as I walked by. However, they didn’t do anything to hurt me. After I’d ignored their harmless provocation for a while and helped one elderly with his rheumatic disorder, their attitude had changed 180 degrees.

Now, I knew they’d look out for me. After all, those were good people with rough shells.

I walked up the steps to my apartment and ran into one of my neighbors who was heading down.

“Heather, you’re home early today. Slow day at the clinic?”

“Honey, she’s a doctor,” my neighbor’s wife jumped in, poking her head out their door. “Call her Dr. Way! Oh, she shouldn’t be carrying those grocery bags. Too heavy for pregnant women. Honey, help her up the stairs with those!”

She stepped out into the hall, her own seven-month-old baby on her hip.

“Oh, right, Dr. Way,” the young husband took the groceries from me. “And, yes, let me help you.”

He walked me down the hall and set my groceries in front of my apartment door. “There you are, Dr. Heather Way!”

To make his wife happy, he raised his voice so that his wife could hear him “properly” pronounce my “full name”.

“You can call me Heather outside the clinic,” I said, smiling. “Thank you for the help.”

“No problem! Really, it should be us thanking you. You did cure our son. We had no idea he was sick… just thought he was throwing a tantrum and refusing to eat.” He sighed and shook his head.

“Well, if you want to carry my groceries more often, that could make up for it,” I suggested jokingly.

The young husband grinned and nodded. Then he frowned.

“Oh, by the way…”

“Yes?” I asked.

“You should be careful the next few days. Maybe even better to stay home. The trading season has started. A pretty, single young woman like you will attract a lot of unwanted attention from strangers.”

“Trading…” I muttered. He was referring to the slave trade that rolled through. “Thank you. I will keep that in mind.

After that, he left me alone in the hall.

and pulled the groceries inside. I chopped up all the veggies and threw them into a pot for soup. Once it was simmering, I put my herbs

nearest wall, I pressed

“Anno hitho atem.”

A doorknob appeared.

had to keep this room hidden so that random visitors wouldn’t know my secret. I had no interest in knowing what people would think of me if they knew I’d been living with a

breathing and that was why even Helen thought he was dead. Until that one night,

promised myself I would never give up on him. The spell I’d used was helping him heal. Maybe he hadn’t been fully dead when I started it and it

him fresh flowers and repeated the healing chant. Then, I’d

unconscious and not fully there, I made this part of

was making

getting stronger, too. I could feel it now. Before… it had been so faint I

no idea when he’d wake up. Maybe he’d wake tomorrow, maybe in 10 years, maybe…never. I didn’t care. He was still with me and I would care for him forever

I could actually understand Chandler’s motives

I told him to just let her go? It was easy to tell

here,” I

vase beside his bed and

in, covering his face. His eyes might have been closed

made his hair shimmer. His face was a bit pale, but not too bad.

knelt down beside the bed and took his hand. The chant came easily to me now. “Amina hasteth corro sinat, amina hasteth corro sinat. Amina hasteth corro sinat, amina hasteth

a lot healthier suddenly. The hallows of his cheeks filled out

body had weakened, like some of

the bed beside Soren and rested my head on his shoulder. I started telling him about my day. For some reason, it made me feel better to think that he was listening

through his. “I also got some new herbs. They are really rare and have unique

him. Every moment I lay like this, I longed for him to

but it makes an even better soup! You’ll have to try it. I know you don’t

Soren for him or for myself.

had a routine checkup today. The baby and I are both doing really, really well. No concerns at all. It has been nice and easy…” I sighed, my cheeriness fading slightly. “Work was… well, a patient I helped last

giggled and looked at Soren’s face, imagining how angry he’d be if he was awake and conscious. Maybe,

worry. I turned him down.” I ran a finger down his

slightly and I imagined

his voice in my head, telling me that Peter could try all he wants in that smug way he did, reminding

shook my head. “You know, just imagining your taunts is… I can’t believe you’re still mocking me when

anyone walked in and watched me having a conversation with Soren’s unconscious body, they’d think I was completely insane. I couldn’t really blame

again, talking to him also felt like the only

me. Not just the baby. It was something I hadn’t fully felt before. Something so powerful

Soren, more devoted to him. It made me more certain that I

no doubt what

The matebond.

last of the Blackfire poison,

awakening in me too. It meant that he was still

I’d been talking to Soren and I clearly felt an emotion that

his feelings before during the few times the mindlink between

get glimmers of his feelings and

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