Chapter 138

Sloane finished drafting the recovery plan, double-checked the medication list, and handed the file to the attending physician. The staff here might’ve worn the hospital’s badge, but their real allegiance was unmistakable—Dominic Volkov’s people through and through. The doctor scanned her notes, eyes moving with the cautious precision of someone who served a very powerful man. After confirming everything she’d written was safe for an elderly patient, he nodded respectfully. “We’ll prepare it immediately, Dr. Veyre.” “Thank you,” she said, genuinely. She stepped back into the hallway, and stopped. Dominic’s security detail still lined the corridor. Three men, broad-shouldered and dressed like corporate bodyguards rather than hospital staff, stood in strategic positions. Their stances were relaxed, but their eyes flicked over everything that moved. One of them noticed her glance. He stepped forward slightly. “Alpha Volkov instructed us to ensure your safety, ma’am.” She wasn’t surprised.