Tia's POV
I groggily opened my eyes, wincing at the bright light. Where was I? The last thing I
remembered was... the cabin. Simon. The dagger. I'd bled, but then I… I killed him.
As my vision cleared, I saw familiar faces. Lori was hovering over me, concern etched on his
face. My pack doctor, Alissa, was checking my leg, muttering to herself, a deep frown on her
face.
"Welcome back, Tia,
" Lori said, relief in her voice.I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me.
"What... what happened to my leg?"
I asked, my throat dry. I remembered being stabbed there, but there was something wrong with
the dagger. My leg wouldn't heal.
Alissa looked up.
"You lost a lot of blood, Tia. We've got you stabilized, but you need rest.
"
I frowned, memories flooding back.
somethin
