My father laughed when I asked him to make a doctor’s appointment. I wasn’t quite prepared for that reaction, but his expression softened when he noticed the worry in my eyes.
“If it means that much to you, Ella, then I’ll do it,” he said gently. “But I promise you, I’m perfectly healthy. There’s really no need.”
“It’s just an annual physical,” I argued, trying to sound reasonable. “It’s important to make sure you stay in the best possible health. The pack could be made vulnerable otherwise.”
“She’s right,” my mother agreed, siding with me.
My father sighed. “Okay, fine. I’ll call in the morning.”
True to his word, he made the call. Given his status, he was granted an immediate appointment. Alexander had arranged for one of his trusted doctors to shadow our family physi
