He frowned at me "Brina, you okay?" Looking at the floor "yep thank you" he went to leave when he looked at me "my room is next to yours so you need anything shout me" nodding at him he left pulling the door closed. Walking over to the bed I laid down and pain shot through my shoulder, I laid there whimpering and crying in pain. Falling asleep i tossed and turned until the pain intensified and I screamed in pain, the door burst open to a shirtless Drake. He ran over to the bed panicking "Brina, Brina what's wrong?" Screaming again I pulled the blanket off my chest feeling like I was being constricted.
Drake ran to his bedroom grabbing his phone calling the pack doctor, running back to my room he went and got a cold wet towel placing it on my head whispering "baby it’s going to be okay" m
