Leticia’s POV
Everything hurts.
Every single muscle, bone, nerve, and even hair strand hurts. It feels as if someone poured acid into my veins. My eyelids feel glued shut, even though I try to open them, I can’t. My tongue is heavy and dry, sticking to the roof of my mouth.
When I finally manage to crack my eyes open, the room swims in soft gold and shadow, the late-afternoon sun slanting through half-closed blinds.
I’m lying on something soft, which I immediately recognized.
I’m in my room, back at the pack house.
Konrad…
I immediately tried to sit up. I had to know if what I did worked, but the moment I moved, the room tilted violently.
Pain exploded behind my eyes, making me dizzy.
“Easy, easy—” A warm, steady hand pressed against my shoulder, pushing me gently but firml
