Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Sierra pov

As he sat close to me, I noticed how he kept getting closer. I turned to look at him and asked, "Are you okay?" He nodded and smiled at me, and I smiled back, taking in the sight of the beautiful flowers in the garden. The colors were so vibrant, and the scent was so sweet, it was hard not to feel happy here.

Just as I was about to drift off into my own thoughts, Henry spoke, bringing me back to reality. "What will you do now that the right have been taken away from you?" he asked, and I turned to look at him, unsure of how to answer his question.

What would I even do now that I'm no longer a Luna? I can't continue to live this way. I thought it was a good decision to accept Nora's invitation to stay with the Shadowclaws pack and maybe relax a bit. I looked at Henry, who was waiting for my response, and then I smiled and said, "Well, Nora has asked me to come over, so I guess in two days' time, I'll be leaving and heading to the Shadowclaws pack to maybe have a peaceful time away from all that is happening here."

I could see the sadness in his eyes when I mentioned going to Nora's place. He looked away from me and back at the flowers. "Are you okay?" This time, I was the one asking him. He looked at me and nodded, but deep down, I knew he wasn't.

We just stayed in silence for almost a couple of minutes, not speaking to each other. Just as I was about to stand, his voice stopped me. "Do you still love Alpha William?"

I turned to look at him, not sure why he was asking me that question. Of course, I loved William. He was my mate, after all, so no matter what, I would always have a connection to him.

As I sat back down, I looked at him with curiosity. I wanted to know why he had asked me that question.

"William is my mate, Henry," I said with a smile, but he still didn't seem pleased.

"So, will you still go to Nora's places?" he asked.

I nodded, then stood up and looked over at him. "I need some rest, okay? I will be in my room," I said before walking away. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was still staring at me.

As I entered my room and lay down on my bed, I closed my eyes and smiled to myself. Today might have been a mess, but I was still grateful that Nora was by my side.

I looked out the window and saw that it was already dark. My stomach growled, reminding me that I was hungry since I hadn't eaten anything yet.

Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore the pain in my stomach and focus on what awaited me tomorrow.

At 11:00 am, I woke up with a pounding headache. As I tried to stand up, the pain grew worse. I sat back down on the bed, not knowing how to call for help. I just sat there, with my hands on my head.

Suddenly, a knock on the door made me look up, but just hearing the sound made the pain increase. The door opened, and I saw Henry standing there with a plate of food in his hands. He smiled at me, but as soon as he saw my condition, he walked over to me, placing the food on the table next to the bed and putting his hands on my shoulders.

The sight of him with the plate of food made my mouth water, and the smell of the warm meal made me feel comforted. His touch on my shoulders was gentle, like a calming breeze on a stormy day. As he spoke softly to me, his words were like a soothing melody to my ears.

"Are you okay?" he asked, looking around me, trying to understand what was wrong. I tried to respond, but my pain made it difficult to answer.

He stood up and rushed out of the room. A minute later, he returned with medicine in his hand. Fear was visible in his eyes as he held out the pills in his right hand and a cup of water in his left.

"Please drink this," he begged, his eyes pleading with me. I managed a smile and took the medicine and water from his outstretched hands.

Despite taking the medicine, the pain continued to burn inside me. He laid me down on the bed and took a towel, soaked it with water, and placed it on my forehead. The coolness provided some relief.

I looked at Henry, unsure if I should cry or not. William was supposed to be taking care of me, but here was his beta, doing his job instead.

With tears in my eyes, I looked up at Henry as he moved closer, placing his warm hands over mine. "Why are you crying? I'm here; I won't leave your side," he reassured me.

His touch was comforting, and I didn't want him to let go. I lay there, my eyes getting heavy, and Henry stayed with me for over an hour.

As I began to drift off, I smiled at him and whispered, "Thank you." He ran his fingers through my hair and encouraged me to go to sleep. Just as I was about to slip into unconsciousness, I heard a faint whisper escape from his lips.

"I love you."