Two weeks had passed, but Mirela was still unconscious. Ascian was there with her every night after putting Ahren to sleep. And it was another day, he went to the hospital and pulled a chair as he sat beside her bed.
Looking at her, his heart clenched. There were no words to describe the pain he was feeling. His mind was a mess, he wanted to know what exactly happened to her and why her wolf is not here with her. Even if his heart kept telling him the reason, he didn’t want to believe it.
“Mirela.. Wake up” he muttered helplessly.
This is the first time he felt this kind of feeling, he was waiting for her to wake up. He waited for two weeks but still gained nothing. He sighed and took her hand as he caressed the back of her palm.
The scars of her body were still there, her pe
