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I still felt hollow.
Julian’s POV
Standing in front of Amber like this, I wanted more than anything to apologize and somehow work to mend the broken bridges between us. But what was there left to mend?
My wolf growled at me, wanting to be close to our mate, but I pushed at him, forcing him to the back of my mind. Amber didn’t want us around. Maybe she never had.
And I certainly had no right to be close to her. She had made clear that she would never choose me.
The only thing I could do to protect myself and to respect her wishes was to treat her with a cold, businesslike attitude.
I protected her from Pete Jeffers’ vile attitude, yes, but I had to believe I would protect any Healer in exactly the same way.
Amber couldn’t be special to me anymore. At least not outwardly.
She didn’t belong to me.
“For the sake of the pack,” I said to her, refusing to make this request overly personal. “Please do your best for Elder Jeffers.”
“I will,” she said curtly. She was responding to my professional attitude with her own. Good. This was how things should be between us, and how they would remain for the foreseeable future, no matter how much I might have wished for things to be different.
Before she went, her gaze drifted back to Pete. “If you hear anything more about Elder Jeffers’ medical history or any family conditions, please let me know.”
“You think they are hiding something?” I asked, surprised
“I don’t know,” she said. “But it’s been my experience that men in power will go through anything to hide their weaknesses.”
The words hit me like a slap to the face.
She couldn’t mean me, having hid her away, yet that was still the first thing that I thought of. When I looked at her, hoping to find confirmation in her gaze, she wasn’t looking at me. Instead, her gaze was on the ground.
“Please, excuse me,” she said. “I should return to the patient.”
I stood unable to say one more word to her as I watched her walk back into the emergency room.
Men in power will go through anything to hide their weaknesses,
Just like I had hid her?
Amber’s POV
After examining the patient and receiving some early test results back, Healer Eric, Healer Craig, and I went into Healer Eric’s office to discuss possible treatments.
I had never worked with Healer Craig before, so I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect. He seemed kind of like a hothead though, his arms crossed like he was already ready to fight.
“If it’s feverfang virus, that would account for the high fever and the tremors,” Eric said. “His wolf wants to shift but his body is too weak,” Eric said.
“We could force the shift,” Craig suggests.
“A man his age likely wouldn’t survive that,” I said. “Right now, he’s in a kind of stasis, but I don’t know if we’ll be able to maintain this state for long.”
“Are there any other treatments for feverfang other than forcing the shift?” Craig asked, looking between Eric and me.
“Not really,” Eric said. “But don’t forget that to force a shift, we would need the shifter’s direct permission. Bringing him out of the coma even to ask him might be too much in his weakened state. We could be signing his death warrant before we even get to the shift.”
“There are a few options we could try,” I suggested. “Like a potion to increase the body’s strength, or one that could soothe the wolf.”
“Those would only be temporary measures,” Eric said.
“They would keep him going while we searched for a better solution,” I said.
“You think you can find a cure for feverfang?” Craig said with disbelief. “No one has been able to do that, and this disease has been around for hundreds of years.”
“Modern medicine back then wasn’t what it is now,” Eric said. Looking at me, he added, “If anyone could find a cure, it’s Healer Amanda.”
“I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up,” I said. “His age is a major complication.”
The others went quiet at that, as they had to know I was telling the truth. Surely, as Healers, they had seen with their own eyes, as I had with mine, how a werewolf body eventually shuts down over time.
As Healers we could fight many things, overcome many diseases and wounds. But there was still not a cure for old age.
Eventually, time would come for us all.
“We should speak with the family,” Eric said.
“I will,” I said. There was no need for any of the others to take the heat. Families didn’t like to hear when there were a limit of options.
Craig nodded, but Eric watched me. “We could go together?
“Keep running the tests,” I said. “Maybe we missed something. Then you can deliver the good news.”
Eric seemed grateful then. “Very well.”
Amber’s POV After examining the patient and receiving some early test results back, Healer Eric, Healer Craig, and I went into Healer Eric’s office to discuss possible treatments.
I had never worked with Healer Craig before, so I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect. He seemed kind of like a hothead though, his arms crossed like he was already ready to fight.
“If it’s feverfang virus, that would account for the high fever and the tremors,” Eric said. “His wolf wants to shift but his body is too weak,” Eric said.
“We could force the shift,” Craig suggests.
“A man his age likely wouldn’t survive that,” I said. “Right now, he’s in a kind of stasis, but I don’t know if we’ll be able to maintain this state for long.”
“Are there any other treatments for feverfang other than forcing the shift?” Craig asked, looking between Eric and me.
“Not really,” Eric said. “But don’t forget that to force a shift, we would need the shifter’s direct permission. Bringing him out of the coma even to ask him might be too much in his weakened state. We could be signing his death warrant before we even get to the shift.”