Chapter 10
Ethan’s POV
After that, under Isabella’s influence, the servants in the pack house gradually stopped taking the two cubs seriously.
Not only did no one take them to wolf academy, but eventually, they wouldn’t even prepare the special nutritious meals for young wolf cubs.
They could only eat some leftovers after Isabella finished her meals.
Malnutrition made the two little wolf cubs‘ fur dull.
In his office, Ethan was dealing with business when his phone vibrated.
It was the head servant.
“Alpha, Mason has a fever, 102.5. We’re really worried something might happen… A cub’s abnormal temperature can affect their wolf development…”
Ethan’s brow furrowed. “Have you called a healer?”
“We did, but Miss Isabella said not to rush… She… she went out to a party.”
“What?” Ethan’s face changed instantly, his voice laced with Alpha fury. “I’m coming back right away. Get a healer to look at him first.”
When he rushed back to the pack house in the rain, he found Mason flushed red with fever, his small body trembling, his little wolf ears drooping limply.
The healer was giving him an IV, his face grave.
“How did it get this bad?”
“Alpha, the cub has had a high fever for four hours. Any later, and he might not only lose his ability to transform but it could also affect the normal development of his wolf,” the healer said in a low, serious voice.
“A young cub’s constitution is fragile and needs special care. He should have been treated sooner.”
Ethan’s chest tightened, his inner wolf snarled, demanding he protect his cub.
He remembered…
When Aria was around, the slightest discomfort in the cubs, Aria’s keen senses would pick it up.
Aria often didn’t even need a thermometer to accurately assess a cub’s condition and would use special techniques to soothe their restless wolf natures.
“Where’s Isabella? Why haven’t I seen her?”
The head servant hesitated, then finally said, “Miss Isabella said… said it was just a small cold. She went to a friend’s birthday party and couldn’t turn it
down…”
Ethan pulled out his phone and dialed Isabella’s number, his protective wolf instincts making him furious.
It rang for a long time before she answered, the background noise full of laughter and music.
“Ethan?” Isabella’s voice was tinged with tipsy cheerfulness, as if she hadn’t given the matter a second thought.
“Mason’s fever is almost 103. Where are you?”
“Oh… I’ll be right back!” It was the first time Ethan had spoken to her so harshly. The Alpha’s pressure transmitted through the phone, and Isabella’s tone immediately became flustered and wronged.
“I’m so sorry, Ethan, I thought it was just a common cold… I’m rushing back now.”
An hour later, Isabella hurried back, still in her evening gown from the party, her face exquisitely beautiful.
She rushed to Ethan, her eyes red, looking pitiable. “Ethan, I really didn’t know Mason was this sick…”
Ethan looked at her perfect makeup and the lingering smell of alcohol on her.
A wave of irritation washed over him, his wolf snarling in dissatisfaction.
But looking at the face he had once longed for, he softened.
“Isabella, take care of the cub for now. I’ll be back after I finish some work.”
Isabella nodded obediently, her expression gentle as water. “Don’t worry, I’ll t
