My wolf bristled.
I understood, in a sense, what it was to lose all touch with family, even if it’d been centuries since I’d suffered a similar loss.
“Thank you,” Celeste said, her bright smile so sincere that I instantly forgot about the past.
Phone in hand, Celeste opted to return to the guest room. I met Walter in the foyer. He inclined his head. “Everything with the media has been handled,” he assured me, looking down at his smartphone. “And what’s not already resolved is in process. I’ll be monitoring things until it’s complete. Mr. Nix will have no associations with whatever happened at the Thomasville hospital.” He shook his head. “It seems Sabine’s meddling has, regrettably, led to the deaths of some patients who were stuck in ambulances.”
“Good work,” I said, giving a short no
