Adam still had to go to school, attend football practice, and manage everything else required of him as Alpha of his pack. As for me, I was stuck in bed.
I was in so much pain, tossing and turning, constantly showering to put on dry clothes, and having to change the sheets of my bed frequently. When I realized I was running out of clean clothes, I had no choice but to get up. I walked into the living area, dragging a basket of clothes behind me.
“Novalee,” Azalea said, rising from the couch as soon as she saw me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, gripping the table for support.
“I’ve been here all day. I've checked in on you a couple of times, but you seemed pretty out of it,” she replied.
“Are you the one who left the wet washer in my room?” I inquired.
“Yeah. It helped for a l
