Lance POV
I had been sitting beside Celeste's hospital bed for three days straight. I couldn't hardly eat at that point, and every time I fell asleep, I was plagued with dreams about her dying. I was filled with worry, and I felt like I was falling apart at the seams.
The sparks that once flowed between us with a shocking intensity could barely be felt, and I was losing hope by the second. Everybody tried to get me to leave her side and go for a run or take a nap, but I wasn't having any of it.
I was trailing my fingertips up and down her arm, while wishing the sparks would get stronger, when I heard a familiar voice say, "She needs the jungle right now."
Instantly, I whipped my head around to see Alpha Jared standing in the doorway with a look of concern lacing his facial features.
