Harper glanced upward thoughtfully. "Well, if fairytales are broken, maybe you should try for a myth next time."
My mouth fell open as I caught her meaning. "Harper!"
Sebastian's pov
The hospital room felt suffocating despite its generous size. I adjusted my position against the pillows, trying to find a comfortable angle that didn't pull at my stitches while reviewing documents on my tablet.
Lycan healing was accelerated compared to humans, but knife wounds—particularly those that had torn through muscle—still required time. The doctors had insisted on a full day's observation, despite my protests.
I set the tablet aside to take a sip of water, using the moment to ask as casually as possible: "How is she doing?"
Liam looked up from arranging my medication. "Cecilia? She was discharg
