The sound of steady beeping pulls me from the darkness. My eyes open slowly and i take in the stark white walls of the health clinic. They must have moved me here after my final collapse in the clearing. The soft rays of the morning sun filter through the half closed blinds at the window giving the room a gentle glow. Sitting myself up more in the bed, I fully take in the room, it’s empty.
Pressure starts to build in my chest when the memories of the previous evening start to flood my mind. A tear slips down my cheek when it becomes apparent that my plan failed, had it worked, he would be here. Here in this room with me.
I feel for the bond but it still lies dormant inside me. My wolf still cowers in the back of my mind, refusing to communicate.
My mate is still dead. I didn’t, I coul
