The sorcerer rolls his eyes. “Would you calm down? The healer said he’s fine.”
Rowan is in the back room where they treat fae patients, in a separate area away from the human rooms.
The Moss Hollow Clinic looks like any other human clinic. If you didn’t know better, you’d never guess the doctors and nurses are all fae. Like Ash practices both human and fae law, the clinic provides both human and fae medical care.
The door opens, and Anna rushes inside, wet from the rain but apparently unbothered by it. She makes a beeline for us when she finds us standing near the single-serve coffee maker. “Where is he?”
“They have him in the back,” Ansel says. “They’re with him now.”
She blinks several times and then composes herself. “Can I see him?”
“They kicked us out, but they might let you stay with him since you’re family.”
“My mom’s on her way,” Anna says. “Gideon was in the middle of a meeting in Albany when you called, but he’s coming, too.”
“What about?—”
Before I can finish the sentence, Ash walks through the door and demands, “What happened?”
I let Ansel explain the situation. We probably look like a suspicious bunch, all huddled in the corner, speaking in hushed whispers so the few humans sharing the space with us don’t overhear.
“Did you tell the doctor about the shadow pixie magic?” Ash demands, keeping his voice low.
“Not yet,” Ansel admits. “I wasn’t sure what kind of trouble that might get him into.”
“If he doesn’t wake up, you’re going to have to let them know what you were tampering with,” Ash says. “I can work with a fine, but I can’t do anything if he’s dead.”
I gasp, and Ansel shoots Ash a look. “He’s notdying.”
“I’m just saying?—”
A nurse opens the door, and we turn to her, waiting for news. She’s a wolf shifter, not quite thirty, with pretty silver hair. I’ve seen her a few times in the tea shop.
Her eyes immediately go to our group. “Rowan just woke up.”
I grasp Ansel’s shoulder to steady myself.
Anna steps forward. “Can we see him?”
“Yes, but the doctor said family only.” She gives me an apologetic look. “Ansel, you and Kit can come back in the morning.”
My heart sinks. “Tomorrow?”
She gives me a sympathetic smile. “He’s okay. The doctor said he’ll be fine. She’s going to run a few tests on him, so she wants to keep him overnight, but she said he can go home tomorrow.”
Relief wars with disappointment. I’m so glad he’s okay, but we need to talk.
I guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see if he still loves me.
Ash and Anna follow the nurse into the back, and I stand here, dejected.
Ansel gives me a nudge. “Hey.”
Startled, I look over.
“It’s time to go home.”
“Okay.” I don’t move.
