Yara
Replacement? I can’t be a replacement. I’m not staying. As soon as Alpha…as soon as Warren’s leg is done, I’m out of here. I glance up at the broody Alpha and wonder if that’s true. Is he going to let me go?
The news about Simon has me worried. If there is a paper trail of his father helping me though medical school…he’ll find me.
“Arric?” I say distractedly, holding the bones together while he heals them.
I have to get my car, my clothes. I have to get back to school, I’m a resident, I can’t just up and leave.
“Tell me where your car is and I’ll have someone go get it. Same with your clothes. As far as your schooling goes, we’ll have to talk about you taking classes online and working your ‘residency’ did you call it, here,” Warren says.
I frown at him. “How did you…?”
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