Selena’s POV
I couldn’t relax or eat for the rest of that day, the images of Rain’s face twisted in pain permanently imprinted on my mind. All day I kept my eyes on the hospital door. With every step I heard my heart jump, expecting him to walk through it.
But it was never him...
Hell, at one point I even grew so bold I went up to the guards outside and asked about him. They seemed kind enough, one of them even offering to sit and chat for a while if I was bored. But I didn’t dare to trust them, so I quickly excused myself and locked the door.
At night, I twisted and turned in my bed, unable to stop thinking about what had happened. Was he hurt? Why was he in pain? I tried to think about the reasons, but werewolves didn’t get sick like that. Their immune system fought off most infectio
