CHAPTER 69

( Yvonne’s POV )

I keep going in and out. I know Connor is still close by, but he hasn't talked in a while.

A part of me doesn't want to wake up, but I keep fighting to open my eyes. I miss him, and I know this is torturing him. Maybe I'm more trouble than I'm worth.

If I wasn't around, he wouldn't have to worry about me being captured or killed. Then again, he'd also be mate less, and possibly a rogue.

I really need to wake up. I can't stand being stuck like this. Goddess only knows how long I've been out.

Come on eyes, open. I need to see that Connor's alright.

A sliver of light breaks through and I fight the urge to close my eyes. My eyes quickly adjust and I look around, only slightly moving my head.

I see Connor laying away from me, and I want to get close to him, but when I try to move, my body feels slow and lethargic. "Connor."

"Yvonne." The voice isn't Connor's, but still, it's a voice I'm happy to hear.

"Dad." He quickly walks towards me, looking at me as if I'm not real.

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