Tessa
“The Lycan King expected that I should report on your wellbeing,” she turns and leans her back on the arm chair.
I swallow. “Well… you're here now. You can do your check up and give your report…. But believe me, it's not necessary. I'm fine.”
“Are you?” She pierces her gaze on me. “I mean you did say, the healing tea has this sleeping effect on you.”
I chuckle, “What's the worst thing that can happen from sleeping?”
She nods, deepening her hands into her labcoat pocket. She brings out an envelope and a bottle of pills.
I bit my lips. That's right. How did I even forget about this?
She drops both on the table saying, “That I didn't unseal the letter to know Alfred's intention doesn't mean I didn't push open the door when it wasn't answered.”
I squeeze my face, furrowing my br
