Some wounds will never heal.

Shioban tried to open her eyes, but she quickly gave up when the bright light attacked her pupils. She perked through her almost shut eyelids, allowing herself to adjust to the brightness. She sniffed the air, her nostrils filled with the strong scent of medications. That could mean only one thing, she was in the hospital, but Luna could not think about the reason why she was here. In one moment, she was in her mate's office, excited by the fact that their uninvited guests were about to leave the second she was on the hospital bed.

Shioban tried to pull herself up, but then the pain spread across her chest.

- Please lay down, Luna. The wounds are not fully healed yet. - She heard the voice that belonged to the pack doctor, Crystal before she was gently pushed back.

- Wounds? - Shioban tried to ask, but her voice came out barely a whisper. Luckily, it was enough for the doctor to hear.

- You need to rest now. - The woman responded.

Luna was finally able to open her eyes for good.