When I wake up I find myself surrounded by doctors and nurses. A slow, rhythmic beeping sounds softly beside me. When I open my eyes, the chatter dies down and everyone looks at me.
I blink a few times trying to bring my eyes back to focus. "Where is he?" I ask but no one replies. "Where is he?" I ask again, my voice rising. Still no answer as they all look between each other. I clear my throat feeling how dry it is.
"I said where is my mate!" I shout, the beeping speeds up dramatically. One of the doctors places one hand softly on my shoulder. "Alpha Dillon is in a separate room, currently undergoing operation to remove the 5 silver bullets," he informs me.
"How is he doctor?" I ask, breathless. "He hasn't woken up since we arrived at the hospital. But now he is stable enough to perfor
