Gideon’s POV
I was in slumber and the only thing I could hear was my rhythmic heartbeat. My chest rose and fell in even motions, the suffocating fire that had consumed me earlier now reduced to dull embers. The aching in my muscles reminded me of the struggle and hard work I did for the pack and the wars I fought.
I forced my eyes open. The hospital’s familiar herbal, sterile scent made me a bit conscious, the air was thick with antiseptic and wolf musk. The moonlight entered through the window spreading the light across the floor.
Then I saw them.
Raven sat on her bed beside my bed. Her posture was a bit weary and alert, her shoulders slightly hunched as if she carried an invisible burden, as though the weight of the world pressed on them. Her eyes were filled with exhaustion but I fe
