Chapter 21

Quinlan

Heart thumping against my chest, I pulled the door open, my mind still hazy with the desire for Ronika. I was a second away from sending the healer away, rushing upstairs to Ronika's room, then fucking the innocence off her face. I decided against it, though, because she needed to get healed. I had noticed that her wounds and injuries took unusually long to heal, unlike those of a normal werewolf.

"Sir," Zac the healer bowed respectfully, extending his hand.

"Thank you for driving here on such short notice, at this hour of the night." I took his hand in a firm handshake as I ushered him inside. The staff were in the other wing of the mansion, in their quarters, so I had to do the welcoming myself.

"It is my pleasure," he responded. I led him to Ronika's room, explaining what the problem was. When we got there, she was already seated on the bed, waiting. I didn't miss the sound of her heart thumbing the moment we got in. She seemed to be fidgety, not daring to meet my eyes or t