Doctor Luna was Rejected のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

CAMILLAIt's been five years already since I left the pack. I sat behind my desk in my office in the hospital, going through my patients' files, a lot of them.I was so stressed out that my body hurt from the numerous work. It hasn't been quite easy for me lately, and as the day passed by, things became a lot more difficult for me.I had packed my stuff, ready to go. It was already a few minutes past two p.m. and I needed to be at the kindergarten to pick up my kids. I will always begrateful to the doctor who never carried out the abortion and only made me look extremely feeble that day to deceive the Alpha.Meanwhile, I had to stop by the grocery store to buy a few things; like new pairs of twin clothes and shoes, toys, and water bottles.It hasn't been quite easy for me as a working-class mother, yet raise two adorable kids at the same time. Seeing their faces alone gives me hope, and I wouldn't have had them with me if I had listened to Lawrence.Well, my life has been perfect wit

CAMILLAAll through my journey back to California, I was disturbed and feeling restless. I had a lot in mind that I couldn't process.I wanted to feel happy that I would be working in a hospital where my importance would be highly appreciated. I wanted to be happy that I had gotten a chance to live the kind of life I had been dreaming of but felt bittered instead.“Why was I feeling queasy and so frightened instead of feeling joyful? Why was I feeling this way?I looked at my children who were fast asleep in the car, Mira was laying her head on my lap while George leaned on her. They were so adorable that I wanted to stare at their sleeping faces all day.“How did I end up bringing these angels back to that monster's domain where their lives will be threatened?“Why were they here with me? I could have left them in London and come alone but I don't want a nanny raising them.Raymond, who knew about what happened between me and Lawrence back in California, had also kicked against the

Camila’s POVOn Informing Dr. Kimber of my readiness to become Lawrence's doctor there was a a mix of anticipation and uncertainty brewed within me because I wasn't too sure of what the outcome might be,Dr. Kimber, eyes wide with surprise, asked, "What changed your mind? You were quite unhappy and not interested in this initially."I hesitated, my voice faltering. "I'll be overseeing his post-surgery sessions regularly, and I can't help but feel a deep sympathy for all my patients. Seeing him fully recover is now my top priority. If that means becoming his doctor, then so be it."A smile spread across Dr. Kimber's face. "I knew your presence here In this hospital would be invaluable. Thank you, Mrs. Milwer."I forced a smile as he extended his hand across the exquisite desk in his office. Leaving his office, I walked down the hospital's elegant corridor towards my own office, thoughts swirling. Had I just made a decision that would turn my life into a nightmare? Could I still ensur

camilla's pov"You're welcome," Lawrence said, pulling out a chair beside a beautifully decorated table."The menu is right in front of you. You can request anything you wish," he added as soon as I sat down and he took his seat opposite me."I'm not here for all this.Can we go straight to the main reason you called me out here?It would benefit both of us if we didn't waste much time," I said, my tone commanding."Can you relax?" he replied immediately, not letting me finish."You have to go back to your pack and oversee the affairs. Likewise, I have to prepare for tomorrow, so can we make this snappy?""At least have something to eat," he pleaded as I reluctantly picked up the menu. "You look good," he complimented, attempting to start a conversation."Thank you, Lawrence, "I replied curtly. "So, what is it you need to tell me?"I continued as the waiter placed the food I had requested on the table."Thank you," I said to the waiter as he left. Lawrence had already been served, so

Camilla's POV“I will do anything to prevent him from coming close to my family. I have to move on with my life; I can't return to my past,” I whispered to myself as I drove to the hospital. Today was the day of the surgery.We all gathered in the ICU. The evening was approaching, but I hardly noticed. The room was filled with the best doctors in the field, but my mind was still unsettled about the outcome I wished and hoped the moon goddess made this a success,“We will do our best to keep him alive,” one of the doctors assured me in the ward.“Thank you for reassuring me,” I replied, trying to mask my anxiety and hide the fear that had engrossed me.Hours into the transplant, Lawrence had already performed his duties in the process. He has played the role of being the donor.“You need some rest yourself,” a nurse said to him as he was taken for assessment and post-treatment.Unfortunately, it was the night of the full moon. As the moon rose higher, my worry grew. My son had werewol