Book 2: Waiting for Felixe

Hera’s POV

I listened intently when Sally put her phone on speaker mode.

“All of them are critical and unconscious. The natural healing and treatment will take at least a few days to show the desired results. I’ve brought them to our old rehab center, where Felixe and I spent our youth. Don’t worry, he’s in safe hands. I’ll update you when he gains consciousness.”

The phone disconnected before I could ask him more questions about my mate. I wanted to know the name of the rehab center. Wherever it was, I would have reached there somehow. I just wanted to see him once.

“Where is this rehab center?” I asked Lyra. Surely she would know about it, but she shrugged instead of answering me. “Don’t you know about it?”

“No. My granny didn’t like us discussing Uncle Felixe. He was a banned topic at home.” I frowned at her admission. Why did they hate him so much? No wonder he was feral and reclusive, but now I would change that. I would give him s