Emma's POVInstead of heading back to my apartment, I decided to follow through on my curiosity and check out the hospital I'd mentioned to Aaron—Hope View Rehabilitation Centre. Perched on the edge of the city and nestled among the mountains, this place supposedly offered a sanctuary for those dealing with life-altering injuries.My car's tyres crunched over the gravel road as I drove up the mountain, the dense forest parting to reveal the grand structure of the hospital. Bathed in the golden hue of the setting sun, the building looked almost ethereal. Pines surrounded the area, their silhouettes swaying gently in the breeze, and the crisp scent of nature filled the air. The tranquillity of the scene momentarily eased the turbulent thoughts swirling in my head.I parked and stepped out, taking a moment to absorb the beautiful surroundings. The mountains provided a majestic backdrop, and the forest seemed to whisper ancient secrets. Maybe, just maybe, this was exactly where I needed t
Emma's POVThe alarm buzzed relentlessly, vibrating on my nightstand with the fervour of a hummingbird's wings. I slapped it off and sprang up, filled with an uncommon excitement to start my day. Aaron had tried to call a couple of times last night, but I had ignored it. This day wasn't about him or the complicated mess of relationships entangling my life. Today was about new beginnings.I quickly dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a casual top. Running a brush through my hair, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes seemed brighter, brimming with an eagerness I hadn't seen in a while. "Today's going to be a good day," I told myself, trying to manifest positivity.Even though I had told Grace I wouldn't be there until the afternoon, the anticipation was too much to bear. So, I grabbed my keys and headed towards Hope View Rehabilitation Centre, my sanctuary in the mountains.Driving up the winding road felt like traversing a path to a different world. The chirping o
Emma's POVAs Aaron walked out of the hospital, I felt a wave of mixed emotions. While his persistent interest in Nicholas was annoying, his willingness to help us here at Hope View was a welcome blessing. I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the tasks at hand.After finishing up with the medication rounds and ensuring all the patients were comfortable, I visited the staff room for a quick break. The room was empty, filled with an eerie silence. It felt almost surreal. Here I was, in a place that felt more like home than anywhere else had in a long time, yet I couldn’t stop thinking about Nicholas.I shook my head, trying to clear my mind. "Pull yourself together, Emma," I muttered to myself. "Focus on why you're here."Determined to dive back into work, I grabbed a patient's chart and started making my way to his room. As I reached Room 204, my heart skipped a beat. Evan, one of the newer patients, was sitting in his wheelchair, staring out of the window. He looked so young, ba
Nicholas's POVThe ticking clock on the wall felt like a reminder of how much time had passed since everything went to hell. I still struggled to accept Lena’s pregnancy, a dark cloud hanging over the brief moments of clarity I managed to grasp. And the gnawing doubt—was the baby even mine? The question lingered, refusing to be silenced. But the worst thing of all was how much my heart craved to be close to Emma again. “Good morning, Mr. Blackwood,” the new nurse greeted me with an overtly cheerful voice as she wheeled in a cart loaded with medical paraphernalia. I didn't catch her name; I didn't care to. Emma’s absence was a gaping wound in my daily routine, one no amount of words could patch up."Morning," I muttered back, my voice husked with exhaustion rather than morning grogginess.The nurse began setting up, her movements efficient if not overly clinical. "Let's start with your exercises," she chimed, attempting to infuse some optimism into the air. It fell flat, like a joke t
Emma's POVThe hospital doors slid shut behind me as the neon "EXIT" sign cast an eerie glow on the empty parking lot. The evening air was cool, a welcome respite from the hospital's artificial climate. My body tingled with exhaustion, but my heart felt light. Today had been different; I'd made a difference, even if just a little.Fumbling in my bag, I searched for my car keys, the distant sound of chirping crickets my only company. I loved these solitary moments when the world slowed down enough for me to catch my breath. Anxiety often loomed large over me, a wolfless girl in a pack where everyone had their distinct place. Yet, here in the silence, I could pretend I belonged.Just as my fingers wrapped around my keys, an unsettling noise came from behind me—a shuffling, almost dragging sound. My muscles tensed, and the hair on my skin prickled. I started to turn around when someone grabbed my arm with an iron grip.White-hot pain shot through my body, incapacitating any semblance of
Nicholas's POVThe moment James stepped into the room, I knew something was wrong. His usually confident stride was tentative, and his eyes darted away from mine as he approached."Emma wouldn’t come with me," he said, his voice low but firm.The words hit like a punch to the gut. My fists clenched, knuckles white. "What do you mean she wouldn’t come?" I demanded, barely keeping my rage in check.James took a deep breath. "She thinks it's best for both of you if she keeps her distance for now." He hesitated, searching for the right words. "She needs space."The thought of facing another day without her was unbearable. "Space?" I spat the word, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. "I've had enough space. I need her here, now.""I understand," James said, his tone measured. "But you can't force her to come back. She needs time."My control snapped. "Time?" I seethed. I don't have time, James. I need her here!" My chair squeaked as I gripped the arms, and I felt just as trapped in my emot
Emma's POV As I rounded a corner, Dr. Aaron Carter's broad, confident form came into view. His smile lit up his face the moment he saw me. “Emma, just the person I was hoping to run into,” he said, leaning casually against the wall. “So, about that date—how about tonight?” I paused, my heart sinking ever so slightly. I still wasn’t sure about him. There was something that didn’t sit right with me about him. But I had to keep my word and I had promised him a date. “Sure, tonight,” I replied reluctantly, forcing a smile. “Great! I’ll pick you up at eight,” he said, looking genuinely pleased. As I started to reply, a familiar voice cut through my thoughts. “Emma!” I turned to see Grace, a fellow nurse, walking towards me. “Someone’s here to see you,” she informed me, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and urgency. Before I could ask who it was, I saw Nicholas wheeling himself down the hallway towards me. Every wolf within sight bowed their head as he passed, a mark of respect that
Emma's POVI stood in front of the mirror, fixing an errant strand of hair for what felt like the hundredth time. The reflection that stared back at me looked anxious—a face haunted by a myriad of questions that gnawed at my peace. It wasn't just the date with Aaron that had me on edge; it was everything. The unsettling encounter with the elderly woman in the parking lot, Nicholas—always Nicholas—and the curious burn on my arm. My whole existence seemed entwined with shadows that refused to dissipate.I heard a knock on my door and took a deep breath before opening it to find Aaron standing there, a charming smile plastered on his face. His casual, confident demeanour did little to relax me."Ready for our night out?" he asked, offering me his hand.I forced a smile, slipping my hand into his. "Yeah, let's go."We decided on a quaint bistro just outside the city limits. The atmosphere was warm, its old-world charm doing wonders to soothe my frazzled nerves. The crackling firewood, the