KEIRA’S POV.
“Thank the Goddess, you are okay, and so is your wolf,” Madam Felicia said as she adjusted the drip speed.
My lower jaw becomes loose, and I just stare with my mouth open. After a few seconds of silence.
“What the f**k did you just say ?” falls out of my mouth.
“What did you just say to me?” she pauses and looks at me sternly.
“I said what the f**k did you just say ?” I repeat, unbothered and definitely unworried.
“Language, young lady,” she is cautious, and I stare at her like she had grown a second head, and I laugh out loud sardonically.
“I’ve been treated like a contagious disease all my life, got rejected by my mate just cause I’m wolf-less, and you’re telling me that my nonexistent wolf is okay. Madam, maybe you should be the one in this bed instead.” I say to her
