CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
IAN’S POV
“I’m still not okay with this. I mean, how could you not tell me first instead of this douchebag?” I snapped, glancing at Peggy. We were currently in Lucian’s car heading towards the hospital with my unconscious girlfriend lying in the backseat with her head on my lap.
“Are you that dumb? I already told you that we both found her passed out in the bathroom. Now, I may not like you and your pack but I’m not too cold hearted not to help out another person when she is need. Especially if that person is Faith,” The douchebag retorted. Maybe it was just the shock and frustration of seeing Faith like this that was getting the best of my sanity.
I blew out a deep breath, my eyes falling on her face. Her eyes were closed, her beautiful eyelashes warping her cheeks
