I paced around the room once Morgan and Marc had left. The room was deathly silent despite the occasional buzz from the machines in here. I had tried desperately to get some sleep in the chair next to Bailey’s bed, but let’s be honest, hospital chairs are most definitely not designed for taking a na
My head felt like a storm was spinning through it… my whole body ached, even parts I didn’t know could ache! I felt like I had been run over by a herd of elephants. What the hell had happened to me? I pried my eyes open tenderly, realizing in shock as my eyes attempted to focus that I was in a hospi
“Could you not just have mindlinked him?” I suggested, realizing that all he had just done was probably not even necessary. My voice sounded so husky right now, and it hurt a little to speak. Asher faltered a little at my words, I assume, as he considered my words, before he grinned at me. The most
I hadn’t wanted to break the news to Asher. He had desperately clung to the hope we would have answers from these rogues. I knew he had, but I knew he would need to know. He wanted the blame to fall at the feet of the upcoming Alpha of Lotus Shadow Pack. Of course he did. He was the one who had made
“You even there?” the fool in front of me asked, stepping closer to me, obviously having been waiting for an answer while I communicated with my wolf.“Yes. I am here.” I scowled. “Were you not taught to respect others when you were growing up?”“Why would I need to when I am of Alpha blood and the
Bailey was awake. The most wonderful feeling in the world; and I was hoping things were looking up for us. I had been about to tell her how I felt for her… well, more confirm what I think she had likely heard me declare while she was unconscious… until the bloody doctor chose that moment to walk in.
‘Do not even go there.’ I snarled, turning the corner, to walk straight into an angry-looking young guy. Currently, dressed quite formally, and Caleb, not far behind. I gave him a dark glare, as I shoved the little fuckwit in front of me, looking down at him angrily as I did. He looked like an arrog
I lay in my bed, the doctor still talking to me, explaining the treatment they had given, but I was barely listening. My mind was on the fact Asher had stormed so angrily from my room. My eyes found themselves frequently drifting to the door in the hopes he would return. I couldn’t help but wonder i