Zane POV
I couldn't believe it has been two days since the attack. Tomorrow was the last day of our waiting period. Tomorrow would decide whether the love of my life would wake up or whether I had lost her for good.
I hadn't moved from her side once. I couldn't bring myself to sleep partly because of the guilt that was eating me up and mainly because the thought of her finally waking up and I am sleeping didn't sit well with me.
So I just sat there, held her hand and watched her lifeless body. For the first time in my whole life, I had cried myself to sleep. The pack had cleaned up the ritual room, fixed the broken window, removed the blood and broken glass but I could still smell it, still see it when I closed my eyes.
Havic's face, his smile, the baby's cries fading slowly became my
