Sandra's POV
I groaned opening my eyes. The sun rays hit my face warming me up. I looked around the room, and noticed that I am still in the hospital. I was alone, and I felt disappointed.
I could barely feel any pain in my leg. I pulled the cover off it, and saw a scar instead of the red bite that was there yesterday.
Or was it yesterday?
Suddenly, the door burst open, and the doctor, followed by a nurse came inside. He looked at me with joy in his eyes.
"Luna! Finally!" He beamed. "We were waiting for you to wake up." He said examining my scar. I hate it.
"How much was I sleeping?" I asked groggily. The nurse gave me a cup of water and I drank it in seconds.
"A week and a half." The doctor cringed.
"What?" My eyes widened.
"You were bit by a rogue. These rogues, have wolf
