Axel’s pov
I paced the hallway of the hospital, hands balled into fists in an effort to keep myself distracted. It smelled strongly of antiseptic and herbs; a combination which only made my wolf more agitated. I freaking hated hospitals. Hated the feeling of helplessness that came with being forced to wait.
Lysander, Alaric and Kai were seated on a bench not far off from where I was pacing, looking almost as impatient as I felt. Karla was behind one of those doors with a healer, going through another session of whatever therapy they were doing trying to get her back healthy and sane, while we all sat around seemingly waiting.
I sighed loudly and ran a hand through my dark hair. “This is taking forever.”
Lysander let out an exasperated noise and rolled his amber eyes. “It’s physical the
