Maren’s voice slips through the mind link. Dr. Alaric is here to see you.
Thank you, Maren. Please let him in.
Dr. Alaric enters my office moments later, offering a polite smile. “Good morning, Luna.”
“Good morning, Alaric. Thank you for coming today.” I return the smile and gesture to the chair across from my desk. He takes a seat, setting his medical bag at his feet.
“How can I help you?” he asks gently.
“I need the injection that suppresses my heat,” I say without hesitation. “Ryker doesn’t want children, and I want to do what’s best for his mental health. Heat always leads to pregnancy, and I don’t want to put that fear on him.”
His expression softens. I can tell he’s remembering—Julia, Ryker’s first mate, and Ryker’s mother. I’m certain Dr. Alaric treated them both. “You know, L
