*HOPE POV*
The last thing I remember was pulling up to the pack house, and then hearing glass shatter. A sharp pain ripped through my shoulder, and after that, everything went dark.
At one point in time, I heard lots of commotion, and then more shots. I thought I heard Nick cry out, but I can’t be certain. Who is doing this to us? Is this all because of Jonathon?
I don’t know how long ago that happened, but I can hear what sounds like monitors ever so vaguely. Hopefully my eyes will open soon.
“Be patient. We are almost there,” a sweet voice rang out in my head. We?
“Who’s there?”I asked. I was confused about what was said.
“My name is Helena, my sweet human. I’ve had to come forward earlier than expected, otherwise, you might not have made it. You lost more blood than you should
