[Christian’s P.O.V.] – Blue Ridge Pack
Leah has been sedated for almost three days now. It’s only been three days, and I can already feel my life starting to fall apart. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t shower. I am a disheveled, unkempt mess. My eyes feel so dry because I am afraid to blink, terrified I’ll miss something. So, I just sit here in the hospital and stare at my mate, waiting.
I have battled sleep, but it is starting to win. Just as I think I am about to give in to oblivion finally, Leah’s heart monitor starts to beat erratically. In an instant, the room is a hive of activity. Doctors and nurses flooded the room. They’re checking the monitors, pulling the wires attached to my mate, and, most infuriatingly, not answering any of my questions. I want to stand between them an
