Chapter 194

Author's POV After a busy morning, Allison slumped onto the sofa, fighting to keep her eyes open. Liam watched her from across the room, his voice unusually gentle despite his illness. "You should grab a blanket," he suggested, his normally commanding Alpha tone softened by his cold. "If you get sick too, who'll take care of me?" He paused, then added, "Or just come lie on the bed." "I don't think that's a good idea," Allison declined, wary of catching whatever he had. The last thing she needed was to reveal her true nature while weakened by illness. Catching the look of reluctance on her face, Liam let out a cold snort. Fully awake now, Allison wandered to the balcony to check on her plants. She picked up the water sprayer and began misting the collection of potted herbs she kept—small comforts that reminded her of the forest territories she missed. Through the gossamer curtains billowing in the breeze, Liam could only make out her silhouette. Something about the moment made everythin