POV: Chloe
Three days...
For three days I sat beside Ethan's hospital bed, held his hand through the hours when his wolf surfaced and made him into something I didn't fully recognize.
Everyday Tristan visits his brother, and I watch him stand on the other side of the room being perfectly composed about all of it.
He came every day...
Morning rounds, the nurses called it, the Alpha checking on his pack.
He would stand at the foot of the bed with his hands in his pockets, ask the doctors precise and informed questions and accept their answers without expression.
He would then look at me across his brother's sleeping form with eyes that gave away absolutely nothing and everything at the same time.
On the second day, Ethan woke while Tristan was there and reached for my hand without
