I gradually opened my eyes, feeling aches spread across my body. Bright light filtered through the open curtains, just the way I usually like it. As I took a moment to assess my surroundings, I realized I was in a bedroom—specifically, in the packhouse of the Blood Howl Pack. Turning my head to the left, I spotted Axel standing nearby, deep in conversation with the doctor.
“Hey, baby. You’re awake!” Axel exclaimed, rushing to my side.
“What on earth happened?” I asked, trying to piece everything together.
“You lost quite a bit of blood. They stitched you up and gave you a couple bags to replace what you lost,” he explained.
“I feel like I've been hit by a truck,” I groaned, wincing at the discomfort.
“That’s completely normal at this stage. You need to take it easy, sweetie,” the doct
