"What did you do to me?" Melody glared at Audrey.
"Maybe she's in the wrong ward, Doctor; I guess what she needs is a psychiatrist," Audrey whispered to the doctor.
"Dad, her bruise is gone, can we go home now?" Mikhail held Lake's hand.
Lake was silently staring at Audrey; he knew she had done something; after all, she had told him that she was a witch.
"I'm sorry, Doctor, it's a false alarm," Lake apologized.
"No worries, Mr. Aloha, your wife is lucky that the accident wasn't fatal; if not, she wouldn't have survived it; we'll discharge her tomorrow morning; I'm keeping her here for observation, nothing more," The doctor informed and left the room.
"Come on, Mikhail, let's give Lake and his wife some privacy," She went to take Mikhail, but the boy went behind Lake, hiding.
"She's not my wife, Audrey," Lake's voice was dark.
"Alpha..." Melody gasped.
