Emma
“No worries,” Doctor Davies laughs as he enters the room. “I know how mates are. There is nothing that could surprise me anymore.”
He turns around, looking at me, and he flashes me a big smile.
As if he didn’t just treat my severe burns because of my mate’s touch.
The best thing about Doctor Davies is that he never freaks out. I guess I could lie here cut into little pieces and he still would find the right words to make me feel like everything is going to be alright.
“How are you feeling, Emma? Did the medication let you sleep alright or did it make you have strange dreams?”
I shake my head, trying to smile again. “I feel a lot better. Thank you, Doctor. And no, no strange dreams.”
Does my wolf dipping me in a pool filled with water in a strange consistency qualify as a
