Chapter 95
Chapter 95 Unspoken Suspicion
Lyra couldn’t stop replaying the doctor’s final words before he left.
He had definitely noticed her abnormalities.
From the tone he’d used, he’d chosen to keep her secret hidden from others.
But she couldn’t figure out his true intentions. Was he covering for her out of kindness, or did h some hidden agenda of his own?
More importantly, had he told Hadrien about her condition?
If both of them knew the truth yet continued to act like nothing was wrong, what exactly were the planning?
She had no answers.
Lyra felt like a fish trapped in a glass tank, completely unable to read the intentions of the humans watching her. She had no idea if they planned to dispose of her eventually or keep her confined for observation.
“What are you zoning out about p>
Lyra snapped her head toward the voice.
The doctor walked in carrying a meal tray, with a familiar tall, dark figure following closely behind hir
The second she laid eyes on Hadrien, a sharp wave of nervousness washed over her.
She tensed to sit up straighter, but the doctor stopped her immediately. “Don’t move p>
He lowered the bedside tray table and adjusted the hospital bed to prop her up in a comfortable sitting position.
“Eat your meal p>
Lyra darted a nervous glance at Hadrien before carefully opening the meal container. Warm steam curled upward, carrying a rich, appetizing aroma.
The portion was far more elaborate than the standard mess hall rations.
After stepping into the room, Hadrien’s gaze swept briefly over her bandaged ankle. He then leaned casually against the wall with his arms crossed, one leg bent slightly forward. His tall, lean frame exuded relaxed, unhurried authority.
He must have already heard the full story from the doctor.
While Lyra ate in silence, he spoke in a low, calm tone. “I’ll take care of matters in Building Three p>
Lyra paused mid-chew and nodded softly.
But as she sipped her soup moments later, à faint sense of unease crept in.
He would take care of it
There was something odd about that phrasing.
She lifted her head, gazing up at him with quiet uncertainty.
His face was entirely hidden behind his mask, ye Lyra could feel his unwavering stare locked fi her.
Meeting her confused eyes, Hadrien simply said, “Finish eating first p>
Lyra lowered her gaze and continued her meal.
The only sounds in the quiet room were soft, muted chewing noises.
The doctor pulled out the fold-out guest bed beneath the hospital bed, sat down with his back to l busied himself with his Star Brain.
Hadrien also shifted positions, turning to face the window without another word.
Once she finished eating, Lyra reached for napkins to wipe her mouth.
Before she could touch them, the doctor stepped forward to help her clean up. He cleared away the meal container, disinfected the surrounding area, then carefully unwrapped and re-dressed her wou with fresh medication.
While he tended to her injury, Hadrien turned back around. He stood with his hands clasped behind back, staring silently at her bandaged ankle.
Beneath his mask, his breathing grew subtly unsteady.
The faint scent of blood lingering beneath the medicinal ointment burrowed deep into his senses, sha and unmistakable.
A strange restlessness stirred in his veins, thrumming faintly beneath his skin.
The sensation was eerily similar to the calming sedatives used to stabilize unstable Sentinel psychic stat
Hadrien’s Adam’s apple bobbed faintly. His gaze fixed on the tiny stitches along her injury, growing unconsciously dark and intense.
“You’re all set,” the doctor said, pulling him sharply out of his trance. “Stay off it for a few days, and you’ll be fine p>
Hadrien jolted back to reality, a surge of alarm flashing through his mind.
On a battlefield, that momentary distraction would have gotten him killed instantly.
He glanced at the doctor, who continued cleaning up calmly, completely unaffected by the strange scent in
the air.
Lucia Morh
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.