non'

night in a moon-white gown, her face pale and fragile. She looked lik

tion, confusion. I knew what they were whispering about. About me

derstand how wonderful Elenore w

sofa in a corner and had

ted" from the Cruz estate. A doctor's duty is to serve the patient who needs him most

ies with a few other Pack Alphas. They were all trying

man dared to threaten me with a public rejection. Di

ceremony was over, she would learn that

through the crowd. I saw Elenore star

shed to her side, catching her in

ng a blood-stained handkerchief to her lips. Her eyes

invisible hand. I turned on Dr. Lowe and snarle

ked her pulse, and said quietly, "My lady

n't blame the doctor. It's my fault. I just... I don't want to be a burden to yo

See? This was my Elenore. Even in her dar

s, murmuring their sympathies. "Oh,

old Mrs. Cruz needs you more... It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wou

won over the crowd. Their eyes

then at the moved faces around us. A wave o

my choice was the right one.

ed my voice to address the entire

ll silent. All

est, firmest voice. "I would like to take

. "Elenore Gay, this kind, strong woman who is being tormented b

e and only lov

remony is over, I will formally marry her and m

hrough the hall. Elenore wept with

tisfaction. I could already see it: Elenore, cured

thing more than a forgotten fo

a cold, trembling female voice cut throug

the voice said. "Then, Brannon Hoffman,