DAKOTAS POV
The memories came flooding back first. The story that Vincent had told me about my family, about what he did to them. Then I remembered the wolf that had saved me. I sat up in the bed, looking around in a panic. “Dakota.”
I turned to see Jackson sitting in the corner of the room, staring at me in relief, “It’s okay baby, you’re safe now.”
He stood up and walked slowly to the side of the bed, leaning down to rest his forehead against mine. He brushed my hair from my face with his fingers, then leant in and kissed me softly, stirring the tingling sensation within me. “Where am I?”, I asked quietly.
“You’re in the hospital. I brought you here last night after we found you.”
The doctor walked in then, “Oh, you’re awake, good. How are you feeling Dakota?”
“I fee
