(Cassian)
I wake up again and this time it's different. The pain is still there but it's not overwhelming anymore. My wolf, Storm, has been working overtime to heal the silver damage. I can feel him stirring inside me, tired but stronger than yesterday.
The recovery room is quiet. Early morning light comes through the window. I try to sit up and my body protests but it cooperates. That's progress.
"You shouldn't be moving yet." Dr. Monroe appears from somewhere behind me. She looks like she hasn't slept much either.
"I'm fine."
"You're not fine. You had severe silver poisoning yesterday."
"I need to report to the Alpha. He needs to know what we learned about the rogues."
"He can wait until you're stronger."
"No, he can't. More attacks are coming. Every hour we waste gives them time
