The Wolf Spirit

Under Good Care

"Stormy's POV"

I heard a soft voice. "Hey you are OK", they called out. I tried to open my eyes, but they were so heavy. "She looks badly hurt," another voice said. I didn't have the strength to move or even to talk. I just felt them lifting my body and carrying me. I knew they belonged to a pack, but I didn't know which one. They smelt sweet like the lavender before. Maybe this is Flower Stone. The pain took over and out I went.

"Beep.....beep....beep...." I could hear a sound that rang in my ears. I could hear slightly and barely make out people talking. "The patient is 18 years of age. Where she came from I don't know. She is heavily bruised, with a few broken bones, and slashes throughout her body. What's worse is, there are healed wounds that are healed wounds as well, some seem fresh ones and others you can see happening a while back. She also has a few bones throughout her body that were broken and have healed back. I don't know why her wolf hasn't healed her or if she has a wolf. It's probably dormant from the abuse she has been given. She is very thin and weak, and I am afraid it will take about a few days to get her hydration under control and a few weeks for her to start showing growth. But the healing process may take longer." said what I assume is a doctor. "That's fine. We will pay for whatever she needs to get better. Poor dear, she has been through so much. It's the least we can do," said a woman's voice.

I opened my eyes and glanced around. My eyes fell upon 2 old couples and a very young male doctor. They all three looked in shock as I sat up. "My dear, please lay down. You should rest" said the concerned old woman. The old man's voice said, "You are safe and in good care." I didn't say anything but nod my head. "Hello, my name is Dr. Glenn. I am the Doctor at Moonstone Pack." My eyes widen and fear hits. They will think of me as a rouge, and I'll be captured and executed. I began to lift my hands only to see the restraints on them.

Fear took in it was too late, but before I could fight to get them off, a slightly soft warm hand touched my shoulder. "My dear, calm yourself. You are in no danger here. No one will hurt you nor will you be placed in a cell," said the old woman. I could feel that her voice calmed me down. "My name is Lola and this is my husband Max. We are retired Gamma's of the Moonstone Pack. We were out on a stroll when we came across your body lying up against a tree. We saw how you treated yourself, but your wounds were badly infected. I have a feeling you left your pack because of the abuse you were given," Lola said softly. Tears filled my eyes as she spoke. I just nodded and laid back down. "Look here deary, you have been through a lot. Lay there and be a good girl and listen to the nice doctor. Get better once you do, we will come by and visit and have a place for you once you're healthy. Don't thank us just yet. Once you get better, we will put you to work for the cost of the care you are giving" said Max, with a smirk. I nodded again with a gentle smile. "Oh, you tub of lard, why must you be like that? He means well deary. Like he said get better, and we will have a place for you to stay to get back on your feet" said Lola as she, nugged Max in the stomach. She patted my head and both of them faced the doctor and gently bowed to the doctor said their goodbyes and left. The doctor waved goodbye and watched them leave before turning to me. "Alright, these fine elderly couple are taking care of you. Like Lola said," You've been through a lot. Your wolf, I assume, hasn't come even though you are 18, am I correct," he looked directly at me with concern. I hesitated, then nodded yes. Dr. Glenn cleared his throat before speaking again." As of right now, you are considered a rouge and are under surveillance. So don't try to leave here, or the guards will be after you." My eyes widen. "Not to fear. As long as you follow my instructions, you will be OK. Lora and Max are good people. They sense good in you and can tell you are not a rouge by choice. Whatever happened to you must have been a reason why you are here." Tears rolled down my face. "I know you've been through a lot. Here at the hospital, we have an option for therapy during your stay. I would also like to run a test on you on why your wolf is dormant at this time. No wolf should ever be dormant. So, if you agree, I will get you the help needed so you can recover faster. I also need your name and the pack you came from," Dr. Glenn said as he watched fear hit my eyes. "Don't worry, I will not contact your pack about you." I just need to know for personal reasons. I will not ever send you back to a place where harm came to my patient. What doctor would I be if I did that," his voice said in a comfortable way. I just smiled a bit. I watched as he jotted down on his notepad the information I gave him. "My name is Stormy. I am from the Red Stone Pack," I said in a weak voice. I saw as he glanced at me from his paperwork that I didn't give him my full name. "I dare not ask you about what happened, but I do advise you to use what help is needed. Please rest as much as you can. I will send the nurse in to check on you often and if you have any questions feel free to let the nurse know" Dr. Glenn said as he smiled before walking away. Just as he left, the nurse walked in. Perfectly thin and portioned body, blonde wavy hair pulled back into a ponytail, with ocean blue eyes. "Hi, I'm Cindy, I will be your head nurse in charge of your care. I understand you're a rouge and will be restrained until we are told to release you. Please let me know your pain level. She said with a smile on her face. "I...I am fine, I am just tired" I said in a raspy soft voice. "Ms., .... Ms. Stormy" Cindy glanced down to read my name again. "You don't have a last name, that's fine. You must tell me your pain level is 1 being good and 10 being the worst. Also, we have treated your wounds, and I am to ask if you would like to seek therapy. You also must be honest with me, so I can give you the proper treatment." She said as she glanced back and forth between her paperwork and me. "Thank you for taking care of me. I don't know what my pain level is because I have endured a lot of it, and it's hard to give you a number." I said as her eyes widened by my words. "I will be giving you Morphine to help with your pain. I understand you have been through a lot. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you. On that note, you will be given 3 meals a day. Since it's past lunch, we will be serving dinner within the hour, so rest till then and I will check on you in a few hours. There is a button here in reach for you to call me if you need assistance. If you need to go to the bathroom, please press it so we can help you. You are under great care here, so rest assured you are safe," she said, before turning away and leaving my room. I gazed upon the room's white walls, white bedding, and a large white sofa that could turn into a bed, closet, and bathroom. It was bigger than the storage room I had. I didn't dare to move around too much because the restraints didn't let me. I didn't want to think about my past. I just wanted to get better and start a new life. Can I? Can I start a new life? Sleep took hold and, for once, I slept in peace.