I'm rushed into the hospital in an ambulance in which the doctor arrived in. The pain is now striking and severe. I'm given pain killers to seduce the pain and calm me down. The doctor also put a cold cloth over my forehead in the attempt to cool it down.
"What could it be?" asks Dillon, his face expressions showing more stress and concern by the minute. He's holding my hand firmly in his since we got into the ambulance. Of course, Dillon carried me.
"I'm suspecting it's her appendix," she says. "It's a small, useless thing at the side of your intestine that sometimes can burst and that can be very deadly for people who don't treat it. Yet since Jess is a werewolf all she will require is an operation and she should heal within a week," she explains.
I close my eyes and just listen to th
