Celia
“Dangerous?” I repeat his word back to him. “Why would it be dangerous?”
“Not here, Celia,” he warns, “and definitely not now.”
Healer Anderson begins to pull away from me but I chase after him and into the hospital hallway. Thankfully, most of the employees have gone home and it is just the nightly nurses here since my grandmother’s ward doesn’t need extra care or attention.
“Please! Healer Anderson! I don’t know what you are talking about!” My whisper is just below my regular voice. He turns around and sighs, gesturing his head towards his office just a few hallways over.
I quickly follow him and step inside when he opens up the door. He closes it and places his clipboard on his desk. He turns to face me, hands on his hips, and sighs.
“The Lycan royal succession is one filled
