LAZAR
“How is my mate, Chad?” I asked the new doctor that was hired to look after my mate and before he could finish his words, I added. “"Now, choose your words wisely before answering, because I DO not want to hear what I won't like." I finally looked at him, my eyes cold and empty. "So tell me... how is she?”
The man gulped hard before answering. “She…. She will be fine, your Majesty.”
“Those aren't the words I asked for, Chad.” I spoke so quietly he had to lean in to hear me. I could feel the heat of my anger rising, but I forced it down. I wanted him to see the control I had before I lost it. "I’m going to ask you one more time," I muttered, my eyes locked on him. "How the hell is my mate?"
He exhaled sharply. “She's fine, your Majesty. I was able to flush out those poisonous toxi
