“You’re quite late, I must say.”
“I-I know, and I’m so sorry. Certain things came up. I just-
“It’s fine. I’m just glad you’re here. Today, she stood up. “I’ll be needing you to attend to a way delicate one This man is old time and has done a lot of good in our world. Unfortunately, he was poisoned with Kalfie, resulting in a falesien he is quite old, hence not healing quickly. I know you just resurned, but I have this great confidence that you cador
I swallowed hard, my heart beating painfully in my chest.
I can do it.
Of course, I can. If I wasn’t trying to hide my true self, it’d have been a piece of cake.
I smiled to Guinevere, anyway. “Okay, ma’am.” Even though I knew it was a le
“Good. Come, dear. I’ll show you to your office.”
I could tell that Guinevere was a very strict wornan, yet she’s been friendly with me.
She took me to my office which was quite big, well furnished with proper lightings, and very beautiful. My heart melted at the name tab on the table. ‘Dr. Lyric.
I was a doctor. Oh, damn it!
A smile spread across my face.
“That’s the landline over there, and there’s a book containing the various codes. You let me know if you need anything Starting today, you’ll be getting a schedule on the patients you’re to attend to. I wish you the best of luck, Lync
I dipped my head. “Thank you, ma’am.”
“Please, it’s Dr. Guinevere.”
My cheeks flushed as I nodded.
“I’ll be taking you to your first patient by one p.m. For now just stay settled in your office Guinevere reached the door but suddenly slept when she remembered something. “And oh, there’s someone that wishes to see you, Dr. Lyric.”
Thirty minutes later, the ‘someone’ did come. It felt good receiving a visitor for the first time in my office.
But my happiness fell flat when the visitor turned out to be Alpha Zarek.
Relief and anger crushed through me at once. Relief because I’d been trying to reach him for days and falling. Anger because he and Marta probably knew something I didn’t.
“Lyric.” He wore a small smile as he strode into the office, taking a seat.
“Alpha Zarek,” I cleared my throat. “What an unexpected visit.*
“Yeah.”
He looked around my office, as of accessing it. “Nice place. And congrats on the job.”
I ignored it. “What’re you doing here?”
“Well, I’ve been wanting to meet you for days now. I was told it was you who helped my father get better and I wanted to personally thank you for it. You did a good job.”
All I did was nod.
“I also wanted to ask, is there something you’d need for-*
“I didn’t do it for a favour,”. I cut him off, already knowing where he was headed. “But yes, maybe there’s something you could do for me.”
Thank goodness the idea struck my mind.
“Okay. What is it?”
“On the ninth of this month, Marta and I were in a Garden, having a discussion then, she left and I passed out from my drink. But I noticed you came into that same garden while I was still in. Do you mind explaining to me what you were doing there?”
LYRIC
For someone as hard as Zarek, it was easy to see when he was tensed and uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, he did a good job masking it as quickly as it came. But it wasn’t quick enough to fool me.
“What’re you insinuating, Lyric?” He chuckled.
“Alpha Zarek,” I placed my hands on the desk and interlocked my fingers. “If you really want to return the favour for healing your father, you should tell me the truth. What were you doing there that night?”
His face grew tender, hinting at a buried truth. He was hiding something. It was so clear now.
“I wasn’t doing anything,” he shrugged, his face turning to rock once more. “I actually came with my mate and wanted to see if there was a vacancy in there. You know, that is my favorite spot. But you were already there, asleep. So, all I did was leave.”
Disappointment stabbed me in the heart.
I held his gaze for some time before I lowered them to my desk, separating my fingers.
“Is that so?”
“Yes.” His voice was thick. “You could ask my mate if you want. She was in the car, waiting, while I went to check.”
He stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. “Once again, thank you for helping my father. If you do need anything else in return, let me know.”
He was out the door before I could say anything else. Why did it look like he was running away? Why wasn’t I satisfied?
By one p.m. Guinevere was there to take me to my first patient. I was so nervous.
On our way, she gave me a file and briefed me on what I was expected to do.
When we reached the surgical ward, I found the patient lying there, waiting for someone to save him. Someone who was suppress to be me.
From what I’d learned so far, his case was really delicate as he needed the poison extracted from his cavity area. It was really complex and a single error could result in him dying.
It would be disastrous to have his death on my hands. A patient had never died on me before. I didn’t want it happening now.
There was a team of doctors watching outside, including Marta who gave me that death glare.
I focused on the patient and what I was about to do. I doned my personal gloves which I got from my lab coat. The assistants and scrub nurses also got ready.
Everything was set, but my mind wasn’t. I’d never performed such surgery before. Without my siphoning powers to help me, I was scared. What if he dies on me?
A scalpel was handed to me. Yet, for more than a minute, I simply stared at it without using it.
“Doctor Lyric. Is everything okay?” I heard someone ask from the window.
I was backing the window, so they couldn’t see the uncertain look in my face.
I was scared. So so scared.
Finally, my body betrayed me. My legs jerked, forcing me to stumble back. The scalpel slipped from my hand to the flo
“Ma’am, are you alright?” The assistants in the room held me.
“Lyric?” Doctor Guinevere rushed in.
She put a hand around my shoulder. “What is wrong with you?”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.