16.

Nova’s POV.

Two days. That's how long it's been since the incident. I still can't remember everything, but the pain and fear linger.

I lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling as the home doctor examines me. Alexandra's worried eyes never leave mine.

Or was it even worry?

"Any progress?" Alexandra asks, his deep voice laced with concern.

"The healing process is remarkable," Dr. Pierce says. "Nova's recovering at an unprecedented rate. Rare for an Omega."

Alexandra's brow furrows. "What do you mean?"

"Omegas typically take longer to heal due to their sensitive nature. But Nova... she's an exception."

I remain silent, unable to find my voice. The words get stuck in my throat.

But even though I was surprised, the fact remains that I am weak.

I would have saved myself from getting hurt yet I couldn’t. As weak as I remain, I lay there wallowing in sorrow.

“Why can’t she speak or mind link?” Alexandra asks.

Dr. Pierce hesitates. "That's harder to say. Trauma can affect people dif