RHEA
I could hardly stand up, but I made myself stay on my feet.
The world was spinning. It felt as if my body had been torn apart and sewn back together. My ears rang from the noise that never ceased, and every nerve ending protested.
I can’t be weak now. Not with Garrett looking on, barely containing his rage. Not when half the pack had been waiting for any excuse to kick me out.
Morrison ran forward with medical equipment hanging from a belt, his face furrowed in concern. "You need immediate attention—"
"I'm fine," I said.
“Your heart stopped,” he said, urgently. "For thirty-seven seconds. You need immediate medical evaluation. The stress on your system—"
"I said I'm fine." It sounded the wrong inflection; my voice was stronger than I felt.
The thing was, I couldn’t have been fa
