Sylvester's POV.
The motorbike stopped in front of this man and I watched as Caroline took her helmet off and talked to the man in front of me. This man in a white coat should not be more than twenty-five years old, could he really heal my injuries? With a skeptical mind, I followed him into the hospital after she drove the motorbike away.
I had never been in a pack hospital before; at Baylor Castle, there were family doctors dedicated to our Lancaster family.
The long passageway smelled bad as the young man introduced himself and I listened absentmindedly, thinking I'd bandage it up and get some painkillers back. I put my hopes in him and might as well convince my father to send Joe to pick me up and take me back to my family doctor, only my mission was not complete and I was afraid my
