Davina's POV
I lay on the bed quietly, but impatiently. The doctor had been checking on me for the past twenty minutes. Lucien stayed by my side, holding my hand. I had no idea if it was helping or if the torrent going on inside of me would have been worse without his touch.
In the end, the doctor concluded that I needed lots of water, food and rest to help me physically. He then said I would need a therapist to help me psychologically because I was traumatized. After that he administered an injection that he said would help me rest and sleep better. He gave me another one that would prevent me from getting an infection. I had wounds, and my wolf wasn't healing me. He said it was part of the trauma reaction, and how it affected my wolf.
"Tell him to check on Cynthia too." I said to Luci
