LXV- Dealing With The Revelations

Greyson leaned against the door to Indianna's room and sighed.

"It's been two days," Brooke whispered. "She hasn't moved."

"She's going to make herself ill," Greyson scowled. "She's ignoring everyone."

"I get that she's in shock, but she needs to do something, not just sit there."

"Alpha, you're needed."

Greyson looked at one of his pack members as they approached him and he nodded. "Brooklyn, tell me if anything changes."

*

When Greyson returned later in the day Laura was sitting on Indianna's bed, trying to get a response from her.

*Sugar?* Greyson said. *This is getting ridiculous now, answer me.*

"Honey," Laura said softly. "You're worrying everyone. Please say something." Laura reached forward to take Indianna's hand, but she remained silent, staring ahead into thin air. "Greyson," Laura sighed and looked to her son. "She's not eaten in two days, someone needs to do something, or we will have to get Doc involved."

"Leave us," Greyson said. "I'll try and get something from her."

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