Chapter Thirty-Five
Immunity
The doctor wasn’t there when they arrived at what used to be the examination room. A small fire in the center of the floor was the only source of light, forget the heat. The place reeked of alcohol, reminding Lucien of how had described Iain’s use of it.
The battle lord took everything in with a glance. “Aren’t you supposed to have one more patient, Doctor? Where’s ?”
Iain gritted his teeth in momentary anger. “He didn’t make it.”
“I thought you said he’d recover,” Lucien reminded him.
The physician’s jaw clenched again. “Not when someone slit his throat.” Lucien and his father stared in stunned silence at the young man, who nodded. “It seems someone wanted to make sure didn’t recover.”
sat on the floor, next to Atty. She was lying on her side, next t
