Bab 95: Ava: Lisa (II)

A light tapping at my door pulls us out of our giggling.

"Come in," I call out, wiping the last of my tears away. I'm sure my eyes are red and puffy, but I can't find it in me to care.

Dr. Beaumont steps into the room, her smile gentle as she takes in the sight of us huddled together on the bed. "Well now, isn't this a pretty picture?"

For the past few days, Dr. Beaumont has been thorough in my care. I've come to enjoy her visits, even if they're just for work. She's respectful to both nurses and patients, and doesn't treat me with the awed deference like some of the nurses do.

Everyone knows I'm their alpha's fated mate, even the humans. Few seem to understand that we aren't in a relationship, though.