The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 620

Chapter 620 Release Form

Gavin’s POV

The moment we stopped in front of Megan Churchill’s hospital room, something in my chest tightened.

I no longer believed in coincidences.

23 years in a coma. Kept alive by machines; hidden, protected, and imprisoned all at once. And now my mate-pregnant, powerful, and already carrying too much on her shoulders-was standing beside me, about to face another piece of a past that never should’ve touched her.

I tightened my grip on Judy’s hand without even realizing I’d done it.

I could feel her anxiety and her worries; I just wanted to take it away from her. If I could protect her from those feelings, I would in a heartbeat. She stared up at the door; her eyes filled with worry, and her bottom lip stuck between her teeth.

“You don’t have to go in yet,” I told her quietly. “We can go somewhere else for a bit so you can clear your mind.”

She looked over at me, and for a moment, I saw the vulnerability making her waver. She searched my eyes with her own, and then something else flashed through them. It was raw determination, very much the Judy I knew so well and loved with every beat of my heart.

“We should do this now, I need to get this over with.”

“You should be warned,” Eliza said, “She’s been in a coma for so long, and this is the lower end of the hospital. Patients are often forgotten here… it means she wasn’t taken care of well. There’s no telling what we will be walking in on.”

I nodded and pulled Judy a little closer to me.

“I’m ready,” she said, taking a deep breath.

Eliza nodded and pushed open the hospital room door. We stepped inside; I kept my hand on Judy’s lower back as we walked forward.

The room was dim, lit mainly by the glow of monitors and machines. The steady beep of a heart monitor filled the space, slow and consistent. The air smelled clean, sterile, but underneath it was something else. Something old. Like time itself settled in the corners.

Megan Churchill lay in the bed, pale and still. She looked younger than she should’ve.

Judy’s body trembled slightly beside me, and I found myself stepping even closer to her, closing the small

gap that lay between us.

She bravely took a step forward, and I went with her; she moved as if she were afraid the room might reject her. She stared at Megan’s face, her breath catching.

“She looks…” Judy whispered.

“Alive,” Eliza finished softly, just as amazed as we were.

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I could tell it wasn’t what any of us were expecting.

Eliza moved closer, setting her bag down and checking the monitors with practiced ease. She scrutinized Megan, checking vitals, reflexes, and the machines doing the work her body no longer could.

“She’s stable,” Eliza said after a moment. “Shockingly stable, actually. It’s almost like there’s a magical tether involved.”

“You can feel the magic?” I asked her.

Eliza shook her head.

“No, but it’s the only thing I can think of. It’s clear she doesn’t get a lot of visitors, and she’s in the section of the hospital that often goes forgotten. Where rogues go to dic, these machines are ancient, and her IV bag is empty. Telling from the scent coming from her, they hadn’t cared for her… but the room itself smells sterile enough where it could pass during human investigations.”

“I can feel it.” Judy whispered, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked up at me. “It’s like a curse that kept one woman alive so an entire bloodline wouldn’t die.”

I nodded, understanding what she meant.”

If she dies, the Churchill bloodline dies with her.

“She doesn’t deserve this,” Judy said softly, her eyes finding mine. “She did everything she could to protect her child… she doesn’t deserve to be in a magical coma or whatever.”

“If the curse is broken incorrectly, she could die along with the Churchill bloodline,” Eliza said, shaking her head. “I’ve never seen anything like this before. It goes beyond my medical experience.”

Nobody knows about Judy’s magical abilities; she doesn’t want anyone to see until she can learn more about them and control them. I decided to stay quiet, but I knew Judy could break this curse. It was said that Judy could break any curse and any bond.

“Is there something we can do for her?” Judy asked, glancing at Eliza.

Her frown deepened as she examined Megan.

“As of right now, the only thing I can think to do is just make her comfortable,” Eliza said, sadness clear in her tone. “Until we can figure out how to safely break the curse.”

Judy looked around the hospital room, a crease between her brows.

“I doubt she will be comfortable here,” she muttered.

“Then we will take her back to our pack,” I suggested without thought. “Maybe we can keep her in Eliza’s clinic?”

I glanced at Eliza for confirmation, and she nodded.

“I’ll make some room for her,” she said. “I’ll just need a signed release from the hospital. Considering Gavin is a Lycan Chairman, we don’t need a signed release from the Churchill family.”

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I nodded, relieved that I didn’t need to seek out anyone else in that family. I had had enough of them for one lifetime.

“I’ll go with

you to get that release.” I said, reluctantly stepping away from Judy. “Will you be okay here alone for a minute?”

She nodded, giving me a small smile.

“Thank you for doing this,” she said softly.

I tucked a dark strand of hair behind her ears and cupped her face gently.

“I’ll do anything for you,” I told her before I pressed my lips to hers, soaking her in.

She melted against me, deepening the kiss slightly before pulling back; her cheeks were flushed, and my God, she was beautiful.

I pulled away again and went with Eliza to the nurses’ station. There were a couple of women standing behind the counter area, seemingly gossiping and chuckling about something that had nothing to do with work. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at them; if they were in my pack, I would have fired them by now.

But this was neutral territory, which meant I couldn’t touch them. Instead, I put my hands on the counter and glared at them.

“If you two are done spreading gossip, I need a signed release form for Megan Churchill,” I said, startling them both.

One of them widened her eyes.

“Holy shit, that’s Gavin Landry,” she said, her voice raspy with fear and shock.

“The most powerful Lycan Chairman?” The other one asked, her eyes just as wide.

“Yes…” The first girl said, her voice coming out barely above a whisper now. “I’ve seen him in magazines…”

“And is that Eliza Pierce?” The other asked. “She’s one of the best doctors in the world. What is she doing in a small hospital like this?”

“How about you ladies stop asking each other questions and just do what I asked,” I said, my patience running thin. “We don’t have a lot of time, and we’d like to get out of here sooner than later.”

“Yes, of course,” the first girl said, bowing her head slightly. “I’m Jamie… and this is my coworker, Abby.”

“Yeah, we don’t care,” I said, not caring that I sounded like a dick. “We are in a hurry.”

Jamie nodded quickly, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear.

“Of course, Alpha. I’m so sorry for the wait,” she said as she hurried over to the computer to type up the

release form.

“If I may ask…. Why the sudden interest in Miss Churchill? She’s not exactly favored here… we were told she was penniless, and she means nothing to the Churchill family. As long as we keep up appearances and she appears to be monitored and in decent condition, they don’t care what we do with her,” Abby explained.

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