Rigz’s POV
Aching.
It was the first thing I felt when I opened my eyes. A searing, gut-wrenching agony that tore through my body, making every breath feel like fire burning through my lungs.
My muscles ached, my veins pulsed with an unbearable heat, and my head pounded as though it would split open. I gritted my teeth, fighting against the dizziness, but even that small effort made my body scream in protest.
Two weeks.
That was how long I had been out, how long my body had been struggling to recover from the potion Shantel gave me.
A desperate measure, one I had willingly taken, knowing the risks. But even with all my strength, I hadn’t expected the effects to be this brutal.
“You’re lucky that you’re still alive,” the pack doctor even said one time. “If it wasn’t with your inner p
