Third Person's POV
Mortimer turned his head, catching a healer's assistant eyeing him with a cautious, calculating gaze.
He gave a stiff, distant nod, his voice dropping into a heavy rumble. "Where is she?"
"Dr. Seraphina just headed over to the inpatient tower to do her rounds," the assistant replied quietly.
She went to the inpatient wards?
Mortimer had literally just walked from that exact direction. How the hell did he fail to catch even a single trace of her pheromones along the way?
His stomach dropped. Without another word, he pivoted on his heel and strode right back toward the hospital tower.
The second he stepped out of the elevator on the VIP floor, that familiar, crisp voice echoed faintly down the quiet corridor. It was cool, professional, yet carried an undeniable, soo
