Lance POVDid she just call me a healer? I must have heard her wrong.I stare down at her. Exhaustion has taken over, but somehow she still looks beautiful. Her long blonde hair shimmers, and her skin glows, but you can see how tired she is from the slight bags under her eyes. It doesn’t detract from her gorgeous face, though. I don’t know anyone who could pull that off but her. A soft snore floats into the air, and I hold back the chuckle bouncing around in me. She is not only beautiful, but she is also cute.My body suddenly freezes. What am I thinking? No. I don’t like werewolves. Ever. But as my eyes slide down her delicate cheek and along her soft chin, I know that isn’t true with her. She is different. I need to get out of here. Now. I gently lay her back down on the bed and make sure she is comfortable before I bolt out of the room. With a sense or urgency, my feet bolt through the halls and outside. Her sweet voice echoes in my head, making me want to turn aro
Trinity POV“Thank you, Becca. I’ve wanted to come back here since I saw it the last time. It is so much prettier in the day. It was amazing at night too, but I like this more.”The corners of my mouth curl upwards as my eyes eagerly roam over the area. The various floral scents from the different flowers swirl around us and fill my lungs. While the buzz of bees and the chirping of birds add an additional layer to the magnificent garden, which I wish I could have had that first night with Lance. Becca pushes the wheelchair further into the garden. “When did you get up here to see it before? I was told you haven’t left your room.”My gaze falls upon the various rose bushes at the back. My grin widens as I reply, “Lance brought me up here.”The wheelchair suddenly stops. “Did you say Lance brought you up here?”While still soaking in all the beautiful things and lost in a happy daze, I nod. “Yeah. He had come in when I was trying to walk and caught me as my legs gave out. H
Lance POVTons of thoughts run through my mind as I walk into my father’s office. All of which seem to circle around one gorgeous and injured werewolf, who I’ve been avoiding, but I can’t seem to stop thinking of her. My steps slightly falter as Becca bows her head to my father. “Thank you, your majesty. I will keep that in mind and send you the updated report soon.”From behind his desk, he gives her a quick nod. “Thanks, and that will be all. You may leave now.”She keeps her head slightly lowered and slows down only long enough to give me a quick nod, too, before scurrying out of the room and shutting the door behind her. Once she is gone, I raise an eyebrow and motion my hand towards the closed door. “Why was she here? Did something happen to Trinity?”My heart twists as my mind immediately starts running through all the various potential scenarios, each one worse than the one before. My father looks at me with his usual blank expression and shakes his head. “No. Every
Alpha Edward POVRelief washes over me, and tears well up in my eyes. My voice cracks as I whisper, “I’m so happy to hear your voice again.” I have more things I want to say, but the words are lodged in my throat. A turmoil of emotions slams into me. I’ve been waiting to hear her voice again. It would be better if I could go see her, but the council doesn’t think it is a good idea right now. As soon as it is safe, I’ll be right by her side.I’m thankful the council gave me her new number. She whimpers, “Father.” Her vulnerable voice pulls at me, and I want to go to her and shield her from everything. With tears sliding down my face, a smile carves along my mouth. I clear my throat and choke down the turmoil inside of me. “Yes, it is me. How are you doing? Are you fully healed?”The line goes quiet except for a few muffled sniffles. My heart pounds. Please, let her be alright. Please.She softly replies, “My body has healed, but I’m not completely healed yet. Thanks to
Lance POVI aimlessly wonder through the halls. For some strange reason, I can’t sleep tonight, which is something new for me. My wolf has been almost bouncing off the walls in my mind.I only realize where I’m at when I stop in front of a private hospital room. Why am I here? The same question which has been rolling around in my head for the last few days suddenly pops back up again. Is she alright? I stare at the door as my heartbeat quickens and my chest tightens. She is on the other side. Taking a deep breath, I gather my courage and quietly enter the room. My eyes immediately go to the bed where Trinity is sleeping. Her smooth, flawless face doesn’t give me any sign of how she is actually doing. My father has said she is fine, but something inside of me needs to know for sure. I slowly make my way to the side of her bed. Her soft steady breathing and faint snores curve my lips into a grin. Cute. I fight back the urge to wake her and look into her sparkling green eyes
Trinity POVMy eyes flicker open, and I stare up at the white ceiling for a few moments. My conversation with my father flashes through my head. When is he going to call me again? I wouldn’t complain if he wants to call me all the time. I have nothing else to do. Unless Becca or Lance come, I don’t have anyone else to talk to. The staff is nice, but I really can’t talk to them much. Becca might be my physical therapist, but she has such a pleasant personality and is very friendly. When I’m around her, I feel like we’ve known each other for years, instead of days. I kick the sheets up to break the tight hold they have on me. My breath suddenly hitches, and my focus shifts to my feet. Did I just move them without having any problems? The biggest hurdle I have with physical therapy is my body’s inability to move properly, my feet in particular. I nibble on my lower lip as I stare at the sheet and my feet. Maybe it was a fluke. Nibbling my lip harder, almost biting it, I tr
Lance POVAs I look through the document, my father asks, “Did you know Alpha Edward called Trinity?”My heart beats harder, and I swallow the lump in my throat. Slowly, I glance up from the document and stare across the desk at him. “Did they have a pleasant talk? I’m sure she was happy to hear from him.”He nods and leans forward, grabbing another stack of documents from the corner of his desk. “I think so. She seemed happy and almost like a weight has been lifted off her when I was talking to her. I also found out you haven’t been there to visit her for a couple of days. Is there a reason?”My mouth instantly goes dry. There is a big reason. I shake my head. “No. There isn’t any reason.” I turn my attention back to the document and dive right back in to reviewing it. Silence falls between us, but I can feel his eagle eyes boring holes into me. I shift my weight in the chair and ignore him. After a few more minutes, a faint chuckle fills the room. “I see. I also don’
Trinity POVI slowly lick my lips. Hmmm…A sweet, alluring taste lingers, but I don’t know why. I didn’t eat any sweets last night, but this isn’t the first time this has happened. It has been happening every morning for the last several days. Each morning I wake feeling alive and better than the previous day. My body doesn’t ache, and I feel like I could go run through the forest without a problem. I shake my head and sit up in bed. I wish I knew what the taste was from. If I did, I would make sure I had more of it every day. Something nudges me at the back of my mind, but it is followed by silence, which I’ve grown to hate with every fiber in my body. I ignore it and march to the bathroom. Along the way, I glance at the nightstand and my phone. Disappointment bubbles up when there is no flashing light to signal me for a new message. When is Lance going to come and visit me again? He had come every day, but then he just stopped and without telling me why. Does he hate