Chapter 15 I reject you as my mate

*Aria*

I saw a faint bright light above me, washing out the white ceiling. I peeked one eye open, feeling the soreness between them. I turned my head to the left, seeing the emergency signs and posters—I was in the infirmary.

Looking down, I was expertly wrapped in a blanket, my arms clean and free from any blemishes or cuts. I tried to sit up, but my ribs still ached, although they felt much better than they did during the attack. I rubbed the area that hurt most, closing my eyes back as the pain subsided. It was the best part about being a werewolf, except for the enhanced speed and secret groups—the ability to heal fast. I rubbed a circle over the area, finding the pain again. I winced, feeling the pain skin deep.

It was a feeling I could never forget, the pain in knowing that something like that happened to me, and the physical ache that stuck with me no matter how I squirmed. But no matter what, I had been given a chance to carefully plot my revenge. No matter how many