Chapter 193

Allison prepared a hearty breakfast of oatmeal, a warm mug of milk, and a fresh vegetable salad, balancing the tray carefully as she approached Liam's bedroom. The scent of sickness hung in the air—something unusual for a werewolf of his strength. As an Alpha pretending to be ordinary, she had to be careful not to show how easily she could detect the subtle changes in his condition. Entering his room, Allison placed the tray on the nightstand and gently roused him. "You should eat something," she said softly, trying to ignore the pull she felt toward him even in his weakened state. Without her Alpha scent markers, he couldn't recognize what she truly was—and that was precisely the point of her disguise. "Take it away," Liam replied, his voice lacking its usual commanding tone. "I'm not hungry." Allison snapped back to reality, reminding herself why she was here. Their marriage might be a facade, but her concern wasn't. "You can only handle bland food right now," she insisted, her tone