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Ciunting the seconds of the sky blue clinic click kept me ssane and thankfully no one asked about my relationship with Drake. Bee advice me to go change before Drake wakes up and regain consciousness but my soul couldn't allow me leave him an inch.I need to apologize and make things right. "He is awake!" "Thank God" "Finally!" "Which one of them?" Where the questions asked. But the Doctor smiled and mentioned us to follow him.It was already 10am the following day. How time stays still when nothing means nothing to you.

He said, his voice cracking slightly "Perhaps the serum did not work," He took his hands to my leg and began to inspect the breakage "This needs setting into place before you heal fully," trying to change the subject wasn't going to save him. "You told them where I was, didn't you," I said firmly, a gravelly growl began to simmer in my throat "Only you knew about the other house," "Alright, this may hurt while I snap your bones back into place," The Doctor said, completely ignoring me accusations. I yelled in pain as the Doctor set my bones. He grabbed a roll of bandage and began rolling it around my leg securely, his eyes avoiding my contact.

Looking at everyone in the room sleeping peacefully was a beautiful sight and waking them up would be a shame but he had to. "Ahem..... ahem..." Nobody moved a muscle, he thought it wise to drop his bag on the floor causing a loud crash. " Ooooops why does this often fall" he voiced, Lewis gradually opened his eyes adjusting it to the light while trying to see what had made such a noise, " Hi sorry for disturbing your sleep, I’m the Doctor who Tyler sent to come check up on his sister and the other guy" he pointed out with a smile, Lewis looked like a mama tiger ready to protect her babies.

But unlike my expectations, the reason did not put an end to his curiosity. "You...you wanted to make a medicine out of it?" A man around his forties having more strands of grey than black finally steps out of the shadows. Are you cosplaying? I wanted to ask while taking in his attire of ancient armour over red robes, a deadly sword hanging on his belt of leather. "Sort of." Chaos soon broke with multiple people hidden away from my sight starting to speak, the echoes too hard to discern. I shrank back to the wall when it grew louder and the loudest of the group finally letting me hear a clear statement. "She's a doctor!"

"It's the same thing he did to Elise, to Julian, to my mother thirty years ago. He offers something that looks like a gift, and by the time you understand what he actually wants, you've already let him further into your life than you meant to." Pixy confirmed it within the week, cross-referencing survivor accounts filtering through the trade network: the Doctor had begun appearing in person at some of the larger settlements, offering medical expertise, organizing supply distributions, speaking with the same warm, unhurried charisma Sera remembered from every uncomfortable lecture hall encounter. Where Sera's reputation had grown slowly, built on months of quiet preparation and hard-won trust

Doctor Waba replied, and the kettle started whistling to indicate it had boiled. Caleb noticed the Doctor used older technology in his kitchen, probably passed down to him from older generations. He also did things in a certain order every time and was very neat. Caleb scanned his body and observed how the Doctor stood tall, proud and even had a tattoo of his children’s names on his arm. He had been in the Doctor’s room before, which was nicely decorated and showed off all of his certificates. “Are you trying to read me, Detective?” The Doctor asked, still facing away from Caleb. He then turned to look at him with a smile and walked over with two mugs.

With the overwhelming amount of things on my plate, I could no longer find the time to rest. Since I didn’t answer, Harvey was the one who replied. “Thank you, Doctor.” “No worries, Mister Turner. I will be at my desk in the office should you require any additional help.” The Doctor gave Harvey a handshake and then departed. With only him and I left in the room, I noticed his eyes were darting around the area, searching for something. As it was apparent that he and Steven had already met, I could figure out the questions in his head and answered them.

He knew his Alpha had been busy the past few days, and big things were happening for him, like finding his Mate, having the Luna ceremony, and a surprise proposal. Now, Doc believes it would be appropriate to reach out concerning Jane Doe and her developments in the past few days. The Doctor is still unaware of today's events, as he has yet to go to the hospital for the day because he had some personal errands to run. However, he hoped to get Zayne to visit to see the changes he had observed recently. He informed Zayne that they had noticed a lot of static in Jane Doe's room in the past few days, and she had been wrapped in a magical cocoon for days.

After what felt like an eternity, I lifted my head when I heard footsteps approaching. My Adam’s apple bobbed up and down anxiously when I saw the Doctor clothed in white with a serious expression etched upon his face. I braced myself as I waited for the news. “Alpha,” the Doctor began solemnly, with the sleep deprivation obvious on his face. I wanted to stand up and face him properly. However, I stayed rooted in my seat, lacking the strength to push myself up. I was also afraid that I wouldn’t be able to keep myself up once I heard the news.

I turned to Zelo who was just looking at me as if I was the most degraded type of person for him. "Why don't you enlighten me so I can fucking stop this rebellion?" The Doctor was a little surprised by the tone of my speech to Zelo, who was looking at me with folded arms. He didn't say a word and just waited for my treatment to finish. He just sat on the far side of the bed when everyone left.