“The window was closer,” he says bluntly. “Are you free now? Finn is hungry.”
“I’m waiting for Healer Jerry.” Cedric releases his grip on me, and when he moves away, I feel the loss of his body heat. “And I want to see Erik.”
“Why?” His expression grows dark, and I wonder why he’s getting jealous after I’ve confirmed there’s nothing going on between Erik and me.
I rest against the edge of the desk I’ve been using. “I want to convince him to let me have an autopsy conducted on Harold.”
“An autopsy?” Cedric looks confused.
“It’s a human term for cutting up a deceased person’s body. It’s a way to find the cause of death after someone has passed. It’s an invasive procedure, and I know that our kind considers it sacrilegious to tamper with the corpse of a deceased shifter, but Harold’s bod
