The doctor bows when he entered our room with Cros tailing after him.
"How's Warren?" Cros asked and eyed Liam who's next to a sleeping Warren who’s covered in sheets and surrounded by pillows.
"He's still so warm. I don’t know what to do, Vampires don’t get sick. Can you heal him or you'll just stand there?" Liam's voice was tight but quiet. Afraid to wake up Warren who's oblivious how his simple cold makes Liam lose his composure.
"I'll check him if you'd let me touch your Mate. I don't want to be beheaded here and yes I don't trust my nephew that he can stop someone like you, Liam."
Liam glared at the tall doctor with dark long hair tied up onto a messy pony. He resembles Cros in so many ways. They even look like father and son if Cros didn’t announce him as his uncle instead. Doc
