John POV:
f**k my chest, neck, and back hurt. I don’t have enough strength to getting up. I have no idea where I am. Bastet I can’t believe I shot her, I loved her my anger got the best of me and I killed her out of rage. I committed treason and killed my commander, if anyone finds out I will be but to death, my uncle's title might be taken as well. There is a heart monitor I can hear the beat I just don’t know where I am. I have no straight to fight anyone if I am in hostile territory. I slowly opened my eyes the light in the room stung them, I tried to sit up, but someone stopped me.
“Bastet”, I called out hoping it was all a dream.
“He’s awake, McKee, Abrams, John is awake”, I recognize my uncle's voice and he helps me sit up.
“John, where is Bas”, McKee asked I hate whe
