Charlotte had just awoken from her sleep after the pack's doctor on duty, Dr. Andrew, had injected her arm to make her rest.
As she sat up in her bed, she was shocked to see the black, wounded beast that had entered her ward. She shivered, thinking he was a rogue, but upon a second glance, she immediately recognized him as Jack.
"Jack," Charlotte whispered his name just as he neared her bed and walked up to her.
"Jack," Charlotte burst into tears in his arms as he shapeshifted back into his human form. His injuries had healed as if he had never been shot repeatedly by the guards.
The bullets fell from his body like rubber, dropping to the ground.
Jack approached Charlotte's bed, rubbing her head as he pulled her into a tight hug while she sobbed in his arms.
"It's okay. I'm here now,
