FINNIAN
I waited for Marie, fuming with anger. I wasn’t going to leave until the doctor arrived and checked on her. I needed to see the doctor treating her with my eyes before I left.
Soon, the bald-headed doctor of the pack walked in, bowing deeply. “Here I am, Prince Finnian.”
I pointed at Isolde lying weakly on the bed. “Take care of her and report anything wrong with her directly to me,” I said, my voice sharp and firm.
The doctor trembled slightly and bowed again. “I will definitely do that, my Prince.”
I turned to leave, my hand already reaching for the door handle, when I heard a faint, familiar voice behind me.
“Prince Finnian? Are you still there?”
I turned quickly, rushing back to her side. She was awake now, though her eyes remained closed. The doctor stepped aside as I a
