(Leah)
After we went back to the pack house, I felt a headache coming on. I couldn't believe that my mate was heading to a war soon, even though I knew that he would win, I was still worried. I didn't bother greeting anyone as I made my way towards my bedroom, I just needed the rest, so maybe tomorrow I'll feel better.
Or so I thought.
The next day, when I woke up, I felt worse. No matter the number of painkillers that I took weren't stopping my headache. My throat felt sore, and my eyes were watery.
“It's the flu, nothing else.” I told Gabriel, who didn't want to leave. He had to go back to the club, but once he saw the state that I was in, he began panicking. He called Dr. Brandon, who was on his way here. Not only that, but he even asked him for a cure that would help me, just to se
