Chapter 65: Three Days' Trial
(Eden's POV)
I sat in the sterile quiet of the Pack House medical wing, my gaze lingering on the shimmering glass vials arranged neatly on the cabinet shelves.
The faint scent of antiseptics mixed with the earthy aroma of healing herbs filled the space around me. My injured leg throbbed faintly beneath the blanket, a cold reminder of everything that had led me here.
Alexander stood across from me, his tall frame rigid as steel. His intense grey eyes locked onto mine, empty of warmth but burning with something else—determination, maybe? I couldn’t tell.
“This is my condition,” I said bluntly, keeping my tone steady. “Three days. You have three days to prove that you value our mate bond more than your so-called ‘debt’ to Victoria.”
His jaw tight
