SADIE.
Damn... everything hurt!
I opened my eyes and pressed both hands to my temples, trying to stem the throb of pain. My arms ached, my skin burned, and the world around me spun.
But I was alive!
And if I was lucky, so was my baby.
“She’s awake!” I heard someone call to my side, then turned my head to meet Rogan’s intense gaze.
His hand slid over my arm and interlinked our fingers. “Sadie, my beautiful mate. How are you feeling?”
I swallowed hard, my throat sore and my mouth dry. “Thirsty.”
Rogan didn’t move, but called out, “Bring some water.”
I glanced around the room, trying to get my bearings. “Where am I?”
Then I saw my mom lying in the single bed next to me, pale as a ghost. “Oh my God Is she all right?”
Rogan gripped my hand and Vincent walked in the room, looking stro
