(Tayla's POV)
"Like hell you're dying like this!" I heard behind me I was in a dark room, which echoed loudly.
I looked around and was face to face with...me. I looked at her, stunned and a little confused, but when I looked into her eyes, I knew who it was.
"Wolf," I said and she came up to me in a huff.
"You can't die like this, Logan will die without you!"
"I'm tied down and drugged. What else can I do?"
She gave me a look and then slapped me.
"What the hell?!" I said, actually feeling the sting of her hand on my face.
"What's your excuse now?" she asked. I then realized I didn't really have one.
"I wasn't ready," I simply said.
"Nobody ever is, but we roll with it and you've proven yourself! You can't let this one thing stop everything you've already accomplished!"
"I'm dead
