#Chapter 135: Too Close To His Wolf

“It doesn’t seem like this exhaustion is directly related to her illness,” the doctor told me. We stood a few feet away from the bed where Elva rested, watching her. “She likely got so excited for tonight that she simply wore herself out.” “So she’ll be alright?” I asked. The doctor nodded. “She just needs a good night’s rest. Let her sleep. In the morning, I’ll return and check on her.” “Thank you, Doctor.” The doctor saw herself out. When she’d gone, Mark approached me. “I can watch her,” he said. “I’ll stay inside the room. No one will get past me.” I was worried about what Jane might have been getting up to at the gala in my absence. Mark checked his phone. He frowned. “Something wrong?” I asked. My heart began to race. “Still no reply from Prince Nicholas,” Mark said. “I’m wondering if he received my messages.” “Maybe he hasn’t checked,” I said. “When I last saw him, he was busy talking with the benefactors. It would be rude to check his phone at that time.” “Maybe.” Ma