Raine POV
When I say my luck is bad, I mean my luck is f*****g bad, Since I’ve woken up From my coma I have been nothing short of death the entire time and I cannot tell you how f*****g annoying that is.
Damon brought me to the pack hospital again after that wonderful she Wolf decided to attack me and try and drag me back to Wingers.
“ Raine, how are you feeling?” The pack doctor asks me as he walks towards me while I am sitting on the hospital bed.
“I’m fine, I just want to go to bed. I'm tired from all this drama in one day” I say back exasperated.
“ Well lucky for you, looks like you’ll be on bedrest for the next week“ the doctor tells me.
“ You have a minor head injury, a broken cheekbone, sprained wrist, fractured jaw and a broken eye socket. A week of bedrest is the least
