Cole's pov
“What the hell is wrong with this hospital?” I snapped, glaring at Dr. Jenna across from me. “Am I not paying you enough? Five years, and every single result has failed.” My voice dripped with contempt, echoing around the sterile office. “Are you kidding me?” I leaned in, pressing my palms against the desk. “I’ve been coming here, donating my money, following every damn clause of our contract, and yet you have the audacity to tell me there isn’t a single qualified candidate?”
Dr. Jenna stared down at her hands, visibly trembling. Good. She needed to understand just how badly this hospital had failed me. This was why I despised humans—and weak werewolves just as much. They were incompetent, bumbling, unable to handle even a task as simple as finding a suitable surrogate.
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