The throbbing hurts so much that I almost scream. I held my head so tight, trying to ease the pain, but I couldn't
"Rain! Oh, my Goddess! Please help us! Please!"
It was the last thing I remember before I passed out.
The irregular vitals beeping on the patient's monitors, persistent and annoying, guided me out of my semi-conscious state of awareness. I could hear Athena's voice, Doctor Reynolds's, and another woman's. From the dull ache of a throbbing head, I could hear someone crying.
I tried to open my eyes, but my vision was. The second peak was only long enough to register a private hospital room for which I was alone.
"How bad is it?" I heard an unfamiliar voice sobbing.
"My calculation is between three to four years. Someone burned her mark; that's why her wolf wasn'
