[Leah’s P.O.V.] – Blue Ridge Pack
I know I shouldn’t have lost my temper in there, but I couldn’t help it. There were too many egos all in one room, utterly unfocused on what matters. Imogen hasn’t woken up, and the doctors do not know why. I return to Imogen’s patient room to relieve Hannah. We’ve been taking shifts watching over her, refusing to leave her alone with any male.
“Luna,” Nurse Janet enters the room to take Imogen’s vitals, “no offense, but you look exhausted.”
“I am,” I lowly admit. I am so sick of meeting people I care about just to have them taken away from me. “Dr. Grace will be here any minute. If you want, I can pass her on your number so she can text you about Miss Imogen’s condition.”
I can’t lie; that option sounds like the best. I am so done with sitting vigil.
