Grace
The IV process was a drag, but the medicine that pumped into me was like liquid gold. It provided me with much-needed relief from the pain, and it knocked me out.
I welcomed the sleep with open arms, hoping it would take me to a far away land where all of my dreams could still come true. In a way, that’s exactly what happened, but not in a far away land.
In my dream, I was on the couch in the living room, but I wasn’t injured. I was healthy, and I still had my wolf. However, I didn’t have a mate. Instead, I had the handsome Pierre, and he was sitting beside me, holding my hand.
There was no need for words. Simply being in each other’s company was all we needed to bring us both happiness.
But we all know about dreams. They aren’t real life, and I was reminded of that wh
