#Chapter 8: Rejected For The First Time

Lucian’s POV I had no idea what to think about Dr. A. My first impression was that she was a cold woman, committed more to her craft than those she cured. Or at least, that was how it seemed to me, as she clearly disliked me. Even so, she was a remarkable individual. As Alpha King, I could appreciate all capable people. Dr. A’s abilities and genius made her a fundamental part of this pack. She didn’t need the friendly bedside manner for me to recognize her skill and talent. I certainly didn’t need her kindness for me to appreciate her. Her question about Aria seemed out of left field, but yes, I had been listening with my Alpha senses to their conversation beyond the door. My keen senses were troublesome at times. I hadn’t particularly intended to eavesdrop, but I still heard them all the same, as if they’d been standing next to me. “No,” I said. “I do not hold the same opinion of Aria as Sheila does. Furthermore, the paparazzi are wrong to presume about the re