Chapter 51

Amelia

My heart pounds as I stand in front of Nickolas’s bedroom door, a bowl of medicine in my hand. It’s a strange turn of events—I’m the one who almost lost my life, yet it’s Nickolas who now needs herbs to recover. Because of what he did, I’m almost fully healed, but I can’t say the same for him.

Beatrice told me he sustained some injuries while he fought the lycans, and on top of that, he gave me his blood. Beatrice explained that his status as the king of lycans is the only thing keeping him from being bedridden. If he were an ordinary lycan, he would be fighting for his life right now.

Still, none of this explains why I find myself at his door with a bowl of medicine. Beatrice made a bet with me, challenging me to prove her wrong—that Nickolas doesn’t truly care about me. To do so, she suggested I get close to him. According to her, once I’m close enough, I’ll be able to discern his true intentions. And so, here I am, about to enter his room and tend