Olivia's POV
"I said, step back." Lennox yelled again. This time his rage-filled voice echoed through the hall of the room.
I faltered hard but didn't take a step away; instead, my gaze stayed locked on Lennox, who was already halfway out of his wheelchair. My heart sank, and all I wanted to do was run to him and help him up.
Annabella came up to me and frowned. "With all due respect. Please, you have to leave."
I glared at her, but before I could speak, she continued. "This is not good for the patient… for his health's sake, you must leave." She wasn't pleading; her words were orders.
My wolf howled angrily inside me, but I knew she was right; right now I had to respect Lennox's wish.
Glancing at him one more time, my heart twisted, and I forced myself to turn away and leave.
Outside Lennox's door I leaned against it, and a tear rolled down, but I quickly wiped it off.. Now wasn't the time to cry… now was the time for action.
