Jared Pov
The ride to the hospital was horrible. Ashton was struggling to drive with a broken hand, every bump jarred the car; the people at the gate tried to stop us for longer than I liked trying to figure out why we were going back and forth. Ashton ended up nearly running them over to get them out of the way. ‘Why isn’t he healing?’ I whispered, confused.
I kept checking his arms, looking at them. I sealed them, why weren’t they healing? ‘Something has to be wrong with his wolf.’ Daniel told me, making me frown. ‘He rejected his mate, his wolf probably went into hibernation mode.’ He said.
I frowned, running my fingertips down his arms. ‘Is there anything I can do to fix that?’ I asked him.
He whimpered, laying his head on his paws. ‘I don’t…I don’t know.’ He said, sadness in his
