“Alright,” he answered. But when he was about to take his phone, Dominic said and kissed my forehead, “Thank you.”
After a moment, Dominic said again in panic, "Fever? Do you have any medicine?
"I can't take you to the hospital today, you know that I have something to do.”
He was lowering her tone when saying that, but it was useless for my werewolf’s hearing. My wolf in my mind was also said, “He better not leave again this time, or we will be the ones out of his life forever”
I was shocked to hear my wolf threat.
It was not that she was never angry with Dominic or his wolf, but my wolf really loved his mate and felt that they would be together forever.
So, her attitude at that time made me very confused.
When I was wondering, Dominic’s voice came again to my ear. He said, “What? That high? Okay, wait for me. I'll be right over."
Dominic ended the call and turned to me, his eyes reflecting a blend of awkwardness and an unreadable emotion.
He told me with a feeling of guilt, "Lucinda, it is about Courtney’s son. He has a fever. I need to...."
I forced myself to swallow the lump in my throat.
I replied, my voice surprisingly monotone, "It's fine, you should go. The child is more important."