Aiden's POV
Today was the first day that I was getting out of the infirmary since I had gained consciousness. Dr. Freda looked really pleased after the last row of checks.
“You seem to have greatly improved. Your friends are all almost here.” She had a smile on her face.
“What about my father?”
She heaved a sigh. “He is in a bad condition and needs proper medication. For now, I placed him in the Intensive Care Unit. He needs ample time to heal from both physical and mental wounds.”
My chest constricted at the revelation. It was too much to take. My own mate wanted to end both of my parents. She successfully killed my Mom.
“Don't think too much, please. He isn't deteriorating but just needs time to recuperate.”
“Can I see him?”
“Not for now at least. You need time to heal yourself.
