Chapter 88

Artemisia POV

“Finally." Lisa giggles as she walks toward me with spread arms. “Look at you!” 

I blush, chuckling softly as I turn from the reception desk, clasping my patient’s clipboard to my side. “Oh, stop it.” 

“That white coat suits you,” she continues gushing, making me roll my eyes with an embarrassed giggle. 

Cayden finally made me take up on Dr. Davies’ offer, and today I had to take up a shift at the pack hospital because I was already making myself anxious about my little marking ceremony. The Omegas wanting to prepare me and scrub me were driving me crazy. 

Also, I feel so fantastically sore that I would like to prevent anyone from pulling at or pinching me as I’m gladly enjoying the memory of their touch still lingering on my skin.