#Chapter 172: Which Witch

Alexander’s POV Stella fled from the room like her life depended on it. Right after I’d felt another one of those mysterious, albeit faint, tugs along the bond that should have died with my mate. “She’s been through a lot lately,” Liam said from his hospital bed, pulling my attention back to him. “Don’t take it personally.” I turned to face him with my eyebrows raised. “What do you mean, ‘a lot’? What’s going on with her?” Liam hesitated, then waved his hand. “I just mean… I think Stella might care for you more than she’s letting on, Alexander. But there are things she wants to tell you that she can’t. Not yet, anyway.” My brows furrowed. “What things?” “I can’t say. It’s not my place.” Liam’s expression was neutral, although there was something in his gaze that made me uneasy. He was looking at me like he knew something I didn’t. Or maybe that was just the cancer meds making his eyes look off. “Just... be patient with her. She’s dealing with more th