Elena's POV
I woke up with a headache. I was sleeping in a big warm bed. I wasn’t scared, I wasn’t worried or sad. I was contemptuous. I pulled my feet away from the blankets as I stepped down from the bed.
“You’re awake.’’ Someone said.
“Am I dead?’’ I touched my skin, my hands, the hospital robe I had on.
“Of course not, fiore mio. You’re in a phych ward. I saved you, well, bought your body. ’’ The voice was familiar. It was coming from the man seating in front of a study desk that was facing the other way. There was something so familiar about him, Like I’d been in another room with him before. I just needed him to face me.
He must have been a human, Declan’s pack had no phych hospitals. To top it off, this room here looked nothing like a phych ward. It was a big bedroom, well
