LYKOS
As Oceana went through her final scan, I stepped out into the hallway, the hospital's sterile scent hitting me like a wave. I’ve never liked it, and I just wanted to get my mate out of here and take her home, where I would finally feel safe.
But I also wanted to make sure she was okay, so I suggested one last check after she complained of a headache. The doctor diagnosed her with a mild concussion and told her to rest and avoid screens and strenuous activities for a few days. He promised that with proper care, she would be back to herself in a week or two, with no permanent damage.
That was a huge relief, and seeing her results and knowing they had finished their checks also calmed my nerves, which had been coiled tight inside me since we arrived for more than one reason. When th
