Amara blinked. Was she back in the hospital? Because from what she could see, there were the same washed white walls, the same type of hospital bed that she lay on and she was still wearing a hospital gown. Had she dreamed the whole thing? Had she gone through the surgery?
But she still felt pain in her body and she couldn't hear her wolf at all. When she tried to lift her arms, she realized she was restrained to the bed and she couldn't mind-link Damien at all. She started to panic.
"You're awake" a voice said and Amara gingerly moved her head, it feeling like it was weighed down with a bag of bricks, to see none other than Dr Cindy, sitting in the corner, waiting patiently. But she looked completely different now. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and looked sleek, rather than wavy,
