A Hope
291 Words
ALESSANDRO'S POV
It's been two months and Madison still hasn't shown any betterment in her condition. She is still in a coma fighting for every second of her life. However, I have shifted her in my bedroom where I know she will feel better.
Everyone in the pack is praying for her safety, even the warriors who used to hate her for her decision to train the women. I can see the changes in the pack members and how they are now trying to work together while giving equal respect to each other.
I look at the bed where she is attached to several machines while looking like she is sleeping. But the reality is completely opposite. I want her to wake up because I don't like the way she is sleeping. If she wants to sleep dhe can sleep but first she needs to wake up and talk to me. We have to solve the misunderstanding between us first because I can't stand her being angry with me.
"How long will you stay like this, Alessandro?" Merrick asks standing beside me.
"So what else should I do? I want to talk to her, tell her that I will never be angry with her again. You know, when we talked last time we fought but now when she is not talking to me I don't feel well at all." I reply wiping the corner of my eyes.
"I can't say that I can understand how you are feeling because only a mate knows how it exactly feels seeing their other half in death bed. But I will definitely suggest that you need to think about this pack." He says making me shake my head repeatedly.
"They don't even want to see
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