Viya's POV
I'd just finished helping Luna Hawthorne adjust her pant legs back into place when Sophia's message came through.
[Babe, I had a bit too much champagne and I'm feeling lightheaded. Going to wait in the car. Don't rush, but don't be too long either ]
She had my car keys, so I wasn't worried about her getting home. I sent back a quick acknowledgment emoji and pocketed my phone.
Dorian extended a business card toward me. "Dr. Lockwood, my card. Would you mind sharing your contact information as well? Once I have my mother settled, I'll send you the address."
*Right. House calls for families like this.*
The fee structure was different too—Alpha Hawthorne had already mentioned fifty thousand per session, plus a million-dollar bonus once Luna Hawthorne recovered.
