I shot him a look. "We're in a hospital, Caden. Someone might see us!" Caden raised an eyebrow. "So what? I'm kissing my wife. What's the worst that could happen?" He paused for a moment, long enough for me to gather my thoughts. Before I could speak, he placed both hands on my shoulders and locked his gaze with mine. "Rosaline, I want you to marry me tomorrow. I can't wait any longer." I froze, stunned. His eyes met mine, filled with such sincerity, such truth. But still ... I took a slow breath and forced a smile, teasing him. "You wish. There's a disaster relief operation in the mountains. No time for this. We'll talk about marriage once we handle Heidi's mess. Don't rush it." Caden's expression darkened at the mention of Heidi. He sighed, nodding in quiet defeat. ... The next day, Yura, the others, and I were on a flight back to Rivemon with Timothy. Before we set off, I stared at the man who came to see us off. A strange feeling tugged at my chest. I'd never felt this kind of attachment before. "Wait for me. I'll be back soon," Caden whispered, kissing my forehead. My face heated. I nodded. "Okay." The plane climbed higher, leaving the earth behind. During the flight, Yura never let go of Timothy's hand. "Timothy, we're almost to Rivemon. Hughie will help you, and you'll be back to normal. You just have to hold on, okay?" Maybe it was Yura's sincerity, or maybe the Moon Goddess was listening. By noon, while we rested, Timothy's eyes fluttered open. His voice, weak and fragile, barely reached us. "Where are we?" "Timothy! You're awake!" Yura cried, her voice trembling with emotion. Yura had been holding Timothy's hand tightly, and the motion startled her. She threw herself at him, relief and joy mixing in her embrace. Tears welled in her eyes."Timothy, you're awake! You're finally awake! Thank goodness ... I was so worried!" Timothy furrowed his brow. For a moment, his eyes showed surprise, but it quickly gave way to a neutral indifference. "Yura? What are you doing here?" Yura, her eyes swollen with tears, looked at him with relief. "I was so worried about you ... I'm just glad you're okay ... Timothy, don't worry. Your leg will be fine. I'm here. I'll make sure of it." Her words were broken, her voice trembling as if trying to convince herself more than him. I studied Timothy's face, sensing something off. He didn't seem as thrilled to see her as she was to see him. "Timothy, I'm just so relieved you're awake! You scared me half to death! When I got your call and heard about the earthquake, I didn't know what to think. I was so worried. Rosaline and I rushed to Yerkshire to find you, and here you are!" Timothy lowered his gaze to his leg, now heavily bandaged, and sighed. His eyes drifted out toward the window, watching the clouds. After a long silence, he spoke in a flat tone. "Why save me?" "What ... " Yura froze, her face a mixture of confusion and shock. "What did you say?" Timothy looked at her with cold indifference. "I said, why save me? We broke up, didn't we? We've been apart for a while now." His voice held no warmth, no emotion, and his gaze had already turned elsewhere. I could tell he was struggling to keep his composure. What had happened to Timothy? Yura, shaking with panic, stammered, "No ... no, Timothy, that's not true. I'm just worried about you. You were upset, you didn't mean to break up with me, right?" "There is no way you fell for someone else. It's just an excuse ..." she pleaded, her eyes searching his face for some sign of hope. Timothy closed his eyes, fatigue weighing on him. He paused, counting the seconds before speaking again, his voice distant. "Didn't I make it clear before? I've fallen for someone else. You don't need to waste your time on me anymore." "No, it's impossible!" Yura's face flushed red, her tears falling freely now. "We've been together for five years ... five years! I'm your fated mate. The Moon Goddess chose us, and our wolves witnessed it. How could you fall for someone else? It's not possible ... it just can't be!"