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“My cats…” She mumbled.

“Don’t worry about your cats. Just give me your house Key and I’ll have someone clean it up.”

She tried to get up from the hospital bed but he pushed her down.

“Oh, my best friend.” She mumbled. “My best friend was there. But she expected me to have dinner with her.”

He sighed and looked at their family doctor. Doctor Markus.

“She just needs some rest. Also, I think she needs to use contact lenses from now on.” He checked her eyeglasses. “And the drug works, but for now, you need to get enough nutrition. More protein for your body.”

“I don’t need much of it. I’m not a shifter.”

“It doesn’t matter if you are a shifter or not. But would you consent to check on your blood so I could give you the right medicine?”

She nodded and extended her arm.

Reid was staying on the corner. He was pissed that she had thought of something else other than her health. Once the doctor was down, he approached her and lowered his head.

“Now, now. I should cancel the trip tom