Hayden POV
When I saw Florence throw that vial at Amelia, my heart stopped. I couldn’t lose her, not again. I couldn’t go on in this life without Amelia by my side. I scooped her up and ran as fast as I could toward Dr. Freedman. Amelia kept trying to tell me everything was fine, but I didn’t want to take any chances, not when it came to her.
“Alpha the Luna will be fine in a few hours. Just sit and rest with her.”
Dr. Freedman patted my back gently as he left us alone. I still wasn’t satisfied that Amelia was fine. When I can actually see her moving around and walking again, then I will relax.
*You know this was my old room.* She tells me.
I growl, seeing the horrible conditions she lived in once again. The bed is a sheet sewed together and filled with hay, and the dresser is old
