The hot water from the shower felt nice as Kieran ducked his head under the hard stream. Dr. Sorcha had worked him hard in the fitness center earlier, and his muscles were sore. He had been in the hospital for the last week, letting the doctor study the changes in his magic and physiology. A test on the scales on his back showed they had the same structure as wyvern scales, and they didn’t go away in his cheetah forms.
He had heard around the hospital that Mitchell had gone missing and wondered if Cain had seen through the lie. Detective Reynolds had said nothing to him about his case against the hellhound, and the custody hearing was in a few days. Kieran would be discharged tomorrow since Dr. Sorcha had done every test she could think of to keep him there. The sickness was completely go
