Alaric
I slipped my hand into my pocket and pulled out my phone, my fingers tightening slightly around it as a lingering unease settled in my chest. Without wasting another second, I scrolled through my contacts and dialed Julian’s number.
The call barely rang once before it connected.
“Alpha?” his voice came through immediately, sharp and alert, as if he had been waiting for my call. “What’s wrong?”
I exhaled quietly, pressing the phone closer to my ear.
“Can you refer a doctor to me?” I asked, my tone calm but firm. “Preferably someone who specializes in cardiology.”
There was a brief pause on the other end—then his voice rose in panic.
“Are you okay? Did something happen, Alpha?!” he demanded, urgency lacing every word.
My brows furrowed at the sudden noise—his
