Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 I like you
BECKY
After my call with Cas sandra, I had a conversation with Alpha Rayden, and my departure was quickly arranged. This would be my last night in Wild Crawler, and despite my short stay, I had grown fond of the small Pack.
The trees, the fresh air, the seclusion, and the general feeling of hominess made my return to Anemond feel all the more difficult. While some patients could be unreasonable or even extremely hard to deal with at times, most of them had been so kind to me. Anemond had a tendency to treat outsiders with scrutiny and mistrust. Wild Crawler had been the opposite.
I’d never felt more welcome in a Pack.
In Anemond, I was just a poor commoner with no title and no worth other than my scientific mind. Here, I felt valued and cared for.
It would be hard to leave, but I had no choice. I had to get the sample from the lake to the clinic in Anemond so I could conduct the proper research and get a step closer to solving the mystery of this terrible illness.
I had to break the news to the patients in the clinic, and most of them were sad but understanding about my departure. I a*sured them they were in good hands with Dic kson and that the Alpha King was going to deploy more help for their Pack.
When it came time to say goodbye to Angela and Marina, I felt a particular bit of sadness. I wished I could stay to help them further but I had no choice. Thankfully, Angela understood immediately.
“Thank you for your help, Healer Becky,” she said gratefully with a smile. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for us.”
Marina offered a nod and a smile. “Safe travels, Healer Becky.”
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“Thank you both,” I said, and then I continued to make my rounds. Word spread quickly that I was leaving the next morning, and I was surprised at the amount of people who were sad at the news. Even Jasper expressed his disappointment when he came by to a*sist us with our patients in the afternoon.
That night, I went to dinner with Dic kson once more at the restaurant he had previously taken me to. I decided to use this opportunity to ask the healer what was on his mind, as he had appeared unfazed and nonchalant since I mentioned my
departure.
I wanted to treat him to dinner to lift his spirits. I would likely need his a*sistance even after returning to Anemond, so I wanted our friendship and partnership to end on a positive note. I couldn’t leave things fractured, not when he was under so much pressure here.
As we were seated at a table by the same waitress from the other night, I expected Dic kson to continue to remain silent, but to my surprise, he cleared his throat and then turned to me.
“I hope you can figure out more about this disease and find a cure, Becky,” he said kindly. “You’re far more skilled than 1 am and I think you’re capable of saving all of these people.”
I was taken aback by his statement.
“Thank you,” I replied, and I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “That’s very nice of you to say, Dic kson. But for the record, I don’t consider myself better than you. You’re an excellent healer with great compa*sion and work ethic. In fact, if we’re being honest… you’re better than most of the royal healers in Anemond.”
Dic kson smiled wistfully at the praise and removed his black-rimmed gla*ses. His sky-blue eyes were warm and bright, and his smile was genuine.
“I have to be honest with you as well,” he began, and he glanced around before continuing. “My reasons for staying here in Wild Crawler extend beyond simply wanting to uncover the truth about the disease and help the patients here. Of course, I want to help them, that goes without saying, but I… I hope this experience can enhance my chances of becoming a royal healer myself. Is that selfish to
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admit?”
I shook my head. “No, not at all. I understand your ambition entirely. Aspiring to become a royal healer is a common goal among healers. Truth be told, I hope my own experience as Cas sandra’s a*sistant will help me achieve that goal as well. I’m just as ambitious as you are.”
Dic kson laughed softly.
“That makes me happy to hear,” he acknowledged as he ran his hand through his reddish blonde hair. “I was worried that it was a terrible want.”
“No, not at all,” I swore.
The waitress appeared with our food, and she walked away after setting the plates in front of us. We dug in happily, and as I savored my burger and mashed potatoes, I wished I could extend my visit here. As silly as it was to admit, the hospitality and food here were unmatched, and I loved having this chance to just share a meal with a friend without the expectations Anemond placed on me.
Mother would love this place so much.
Once we discovered a cure for the dreaded disease, I would bring her here.
Once our meal concluded, Dic kson offered to walk me back to the clinic. This time, I accepted his kind offer.
Now that our prior silence had been breached, we discussed the people we had encountered in the mountain area.
“Alpha Rayden believes it might be appropriate for him to visit the area,” Dic kson noted. “He hasn’t been there in a long time and wants to get an idea of the situation himself.”
“Having an Alpha present could encourage more honesty from the locals,” I agreed. “Refusing to answer questions from a pair of strangers is understandable, but dodging the questions of an Alpha… that would be highly unlikely. If you speak of it again, encourage Rayden to wear a mask. The last thing this Pack needs is for
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their Alpha to fall sick.”
“Agreed,” Dic kson said with a nod. “I’ll be sure to pa*s that information along. Luckily, I think Rayden understands the risks well.”
Once we reached the clinic, Dic kson stopped in place and turned to face me with a strange expression.
“Becky, do you plan to visit Wild Crawler again?” he wondered quietly.
I stopped in my tracks and stared back at him in surprise. Dic kson spoke again.
“I was… I was just wondering if I would ever see you again,” he said, his gaze focused intently on me. Even in the darkness of the night, I could see his cheeks had flushed a deep pink.
on?
Stunned by the depth of his stare, I was rendered speechless. What was going
Dic kson approached and once he was in front of me, he reached out and gently tucked a lock of my short hair behind my ear. Much to my surprise, I didn’t step
back.
He drew so close that I could smell the rich scent of his woody cologne.
“I like you, Becky,” he admitted softly. “I know this might be a blunt confession, but I don’t want to miss the opportunity to tell you. I think you’re wonderful, Becky, and I want to see you again.”
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