Chapter 159.

HAZEL’S POV Nora was sitting on the chair beside the bed reading a magazine and Lauren stood in position by the door. Though I don’t think it’s to keep any threats from entering, it’s to keep me from leaving. I was lying in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling and wondering what the hell was wrong with me. Werewolves didn’t get sick like humans, it took a lot more than a common cold to kill us off, so it’s not that. My body had just been turning on me lately for no known reason. The door opened and the doctor came in with my charts in his hands. Thank god, maybe it’s something I ate. He looked me over and then stopped to look at Lauren and Nora.  “Maybe we should do this in private?” He asked and pointed to the girls. “Yes, please,” I smiled, hoping they would leave but Nora put aside the magazine and folded one leg over the other. With a smile and cupped hands, she looked at the doctor. Lauren didn’t show much on her face but she spoke with conviction. “I’m under the king's orders