Lila’s POV I woke up groggily in a different bed than when I passed out in. I felt a stinging in my head, but it wasn’t anything I couldn’t manage. I groaned miserably for a moment as I reached for my head and felt a tight bandage wrapped around it. “Don’t move too much, Lila Bean,” I heard the f
Lila’s POV Enzo jumped awake to the sound of my voice. He looked confused as to where he was for a moment. He glanced around the room before his eyes landed on me and then he sighed, leaning back in his chair. “How long have I been asleep?” I asked, keeping my eyes on his. He glanced at the clock
Enzo’s POV Brody was healing nicely; he no longer had bruises or cuts on his face, and he was fully awake. His wolf was working overtime to heal him. He was surprised when I walked into the hospital room to see him. It was early the next morning and Lila was still very much asleep. I didn’t get m
I stared around Brody’s face for a moment longer; he was nothing more than a jock. He was strong and not bad looking, I’ll give him that. But he wasn’t a match when it came to me. I don’t know why I was comparing myself to him. I turned away and back toward the door. “Just get some more rest. I’m
Enzo’s POV I was finishing some work in my office and thinking about what Dee had said about Lila not being able to stand Bethany. I knew Bethany and Lila had some issues, but I had no idea that she would speak to Dee about it. I didn’t ask, but it made me wonder what kind of things were discussed
“Whenever she’s around, it’s like you look for her everywhere. I’m not stupid… she’s your mate.” I was thinking about denying it, but I didn’t want to lie to my Beta. He was right; he’s been my best friend since we were children and lying to him would only make him distrust me. I couldn’t have my
Lila’s POV “Are you nervous about this new facility?” I asked, peering over at Rachel who was in the middle of packing her things. We were both packing. She was packing to head to the rehab facility for the month and I was packing to head back to campus. Rachel looked incredibly nervous as she n
But not before long, my mother entered my room. “Enzo is waiting downstairs for you,” she said, eyeing me carefully. I finished zipping my own bag before walking towards the door, which she was blocking. “Are you going to be okay returning to school so soon after what had happened?” She asked, fu