Aria's POV
I woke up on the floor.
The hardwood was cold against my cheek, and my body was trembling. A fever, maybe. Or the aftermath of the storm I'd been holding inside for weeks.
I tried to push myself up, but my arms wouldn't cooperate. The room tilted, and I slumped back down, my head hitting the floor with a dull thud.
"Luna?"
Amy's voice came from somewhere far away. Then hands were on me, cool and steady, lifting me. I tried to tell her I was fine, but the words wouldn't come.
The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a white room with fluorescent lights and the sharp, sterile smell of disinfectant.
The pack hospital.
I tried to sit up, but a firm hand pressed me back down. Dr. Sato, the pack's head healer, looked down at me with an expression that could generously be calle
