ELENA’S POV
I knew that I was dying, I knew something was wrong and the fact that I had even started bleeding showed me that I was right. I had to find a way to get through to Lukas and make him see that I was in too much pain and I needed help. It felt like I ws talking to a brick wall because everything I said to him didn’t seem to resonate with him. It was as if it was going in one ear and going out the other one. I couldn't understand why he was acting like he didn’t care about me. He simply refused to listen to me despite the countless times that I had begged him to let me go, I wasn’t asking him to return me back to the pack but I was simply asking him to allow me to breathe and maybe heal on my own.
When I finally gave up fighting Lukas he stood up and closed the tap. My tempera
