The receptionist politely shook her head. "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Even if she knew who it was, she wouldn't dare to share information regarding a VIP. I knew better than to ask, but I was desperate. There wasn't anything else for me here right now, and I couldn't ask any more questions, so I thanked the woman and left the hotel. I grabbed my heart pills from my bag, but the bottle was empty. Sigh. Now I had to make a trip to the hospital. Joy. My favorite thing.

The attending doctor asked about my physical condition, as usual. When he asked about my sleeping habits and I told him, he frowned.

"Ms. Palmer, I'd like to admit you. I'm worried about the state of your heart, and I'd like to run some tests and see if we can't find a new treatment option for you."

death, and I wasn't going to waste the last moments of my life in some cold, sterile room. Besides,

try to persuade me further. So far, this was one of the only benefits to NOT having a wolf-the doctors didn't prioritize humans, so if I declined

went to the police station to have them close out the case and

to stop. But, again with the human benefits. I was low priority; they would be glad to

accepted the

he was other than "not Griffon" and "not Roman", and given how secretive and locked down he was, I doubted anyone would be able to even trace anything

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