ALPHA JAMES COOPER
As I slowly opened my eyes, I carefully scanned the room. I wanted to be sure that I was alone. Once I was sure that I was, I began to sit up and remove the drip that had been placed in my arm. If they were giving me fluids, then I had either been unconscious for a while or they were planning on keeping me that way. I had been changed into a hospital gown, looking around. I found my clothes in the locker next to the bed. I quickly changed and moved quietly over to the door. Opening the door a crack I peered through. There was no sign of anyone, so I silently slipped out. Making my way through the corridors, making sure not to be seen. I didn’t want them to know that I had left the hospital until I was already back at the pack house. I was seething with anger. How f****
