Professor And The Feisty Human

Hospital

Leo

I ignore him and get in my car, driving as fast as I can to the airport. When I find Willow, I easily eavesdrop on her conversation at the check-in counter. Then, I find out that her flight would be leaving in two hours.

I book a first-class ticket with a different airline that would be leaving in two hours as well, and I groan as I think about the amount of time I will be spending at the airport, I almost contemplate taking a private jet and asking her to join me.

I depend on her distinct scent to guide me when we arrive in Minnesota. The moment she gets in a cab, I rush to another cab.

“Follow that cab,” I say to the first cab driver I come across.

“Dude, are you a stalker?”

I take five hundred dollars and hand it to the driver without saying a word.

“Let’s go!” The cab driver grins.

‘Why are we following her again?’ Asclepius asks, a little bored.

‘To convince her that Liam wants to kill her. If she stays away from him, he won’t get a chance to be near her to reject her.’

I watch Willow disappear through the doors, and I follow at a safe distance.

“Mom,” she paces to a woman who I suppose is her mother, and they embrace.

“I’m a terrible mother,” she cries.

“No, Mom, you will never be a terrible mom, and Marcel is going to be okay. Go home to freshen up and let me stay here.”

“Are you sure?” Her mother asks, her voice breaking.

“Yes, just go and take a nap. Okay?” she says gently, as if talking to a child.

“Okay, I hope I’ll be here when he wakes up.”

“You will be.” Willow offers a reassuring smile.

The woman gives her a faint smile, and then they hug before she leaves.

Willow sits on the chair in the waiting room, anxiously tapping her foot. She looks too anxious, I fight the urge to hug her.

She gets up when she sees the doctor, his face unreadable.

The doctor gives her a look that I know too well as he speaks in a low voice, and a scream that could probably be heard throughout the entire hospital assaults my ears.

A nurse walks towards her, and I watch her, sobbing and looking helpless in the nurse’s arms. Her cries pierce through my heart, bringing back unwanted memories, and suddenly, I feel protective of her.

I reluctantly walk to them, and I ask to hold her. The nurse allows me, probably thinking that we are close, and luckily, Willow doesn’t look to see who is hugging her.

“You are going to be okay.” I keep whispering when the screams have turned into sniffling.

“Willow?” A 5”8 blonde woman walks towards us. Her confidence unmasked. I feel a strange pull toward her, the one I’ve felt when I met my mates before, but I can’t tell if she is my mate or not.

‘I hope this isn’t my mate.’

‘How are you going to know when you keep making my senses weak with this masking potion of yours?’ My wolf snarls.

The stranger shamelessly checks me out, a small smirk playing on her lips.

“Willow?” The stranger looks at my arms, which are wrapped around her.

I let go of Willow, who obviously seems confused that I’m in Minnesota with her, but she doesn’t say a word.

“What happened?” The stranger asks.

“Limbicus overdose,” she wipes fresh tears with the back of her hand.

“What’s limbicus?” I regret asking the moment the words leave my mouth. I was okay with being invisible, and I just had to remind them I was there.

“What do you want, Doctor Brown?” Willow glares at me.

“Who is he?” Chloe whispers.

“He used to be a professor, but now says he is a psychic or something,” she says dismissively. “Seriously, Chloe?” Willow says impatiently. “You want to flirt with Professor Coldheart at a time like this?” Willow purses her lips, and they glower at each other.

I silently walk away, wanting to slip out of the scene as quietly as possible.

“Where are you going, Professor? Why are you here?” Willow asks, eying me suspiciously.

“Uhm...” I trail off. My phone rings, and although the caller ID makes me frown, I sigh with relief. “Excuse me,” I say to them as I instantly walk away.

“I heard Willow’s brother died after a limbicus overdose,” Liam's cheerful voice says on the other end of the line.

“And why are you calling me instead of her?”

“Because this is your fault. After doing some research, I recently found out that Limbicus is a drug of your creation. Imagine the rage Willow is going to feel when she finds out. Boy, we are going to destroy you.” He chuckles before hanging up.