NICHOLAS
“Where is she?” I asked the nurse as soon as I got into the hospital.
The nurse was a younger girl in her early twenties. Her eyes widened when she saw me and she spluttered, her mouth opening and closing as she tried to find the words.
I’d gotten used to the reactions I got from humans, but that didn’t mean it was any less annoying. As an Alpha, my wolf let out an aura that let other werewolves know who I was. For humans, it was more difficult to distinguish. They’d feel the tension, and know I was someone important, but their little minds would never be able to fully comprehend it.
The stronger willed ones could ignore the pressure from our aura, but those like the girl in front of me were stunned by it.
“For f***s sake,” I snapped. “Where is my grandmother. She’s in her ei
