Henderson's POV
The hospital doors slide open behind me as I sit in the waiting area. My heart jumps, thinking Percy might finally be ready to discuss what I discovered on Oscar's leg yesterday. After our heated exchange, we need to clear the air.
"Luna? Someone's here to see you," Lopez calls from the reception desk.
I step into the hallway and find Ariana standing with a warrior I don't recognize. His expression is anything but pleased.
"Luna, could we speak privately?" Ariana's voice carries an edge of desperation.
"Of course. Follow me." I lead them to one of the newly equipped examination rooms.
Ariana glances around. "You got that new examination table you mentioned."
"I did. What can I do for you?" The male warrior leans against the wall, arms folded across his chest like a shield.
"Luna, this is Heather, my mate. I practically dragged him here to see you." Ariana shoots her mate a pointed look.
"What's the issue, Heather?"
