Leilani.
My hearing hollowed out to quiet echoes and my body burned feverishly, aching in every bit. Sweat broke out from my forehead dripping to my eyelashes, my hair was messy and curtaining my face. My ankle burned, and my arm scorched as if it was slowly separating from me, thwarting every possibility for me to heal.
Dehydrated!
Hungry!
Broken!
My throat dryly burns when I swallow up the wad of blood choked up in my mouth, and my eyes fight a losing war to stay open. Alpha Richard had left and l don't even remember when I had fallen asleep, l feel extremely weak.
How many hours had passed? What day was it? What time was it? What was happening outside right now? What was the weather like? I couldn't sum up how long I have been here, my brain processing in parallel -l
