Chapter 114

Author's pov： The emergency room buzzed with activity as the police rushed to collect and examine the bullets. In a private wing of Memorial Hospital, Mona sat vigilantly beside Ethan's bed, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. Ethan lay motionless, his face ashen as if all life had been drained from him. The doctors had removed the bullets from his legs, but the damage Damien had inflicted to his groin was catastrophic. The bullet had shattered bone and severed vital tissues—the prognosis was absolute. Not only would he never function as a man again, but his ability to father children was also permanently destroyed. "How could this happen?" Mona whispered, dabbing at her tears with a tissue. "Ethan, you have to stay strong." But strength seemed beyond Ethan's reach now. The humiliation of being rushed into surgery, surrounded by medical staff working on his most private areas, had stripped away whatever dignity he had left. His wolf, Leon, had retreated deep within him, whimpering in defe