Jackson's Point of View.
It was blatantly obvious that Rose was awake from the amount of shouting that was coming from her room.
"It sounds like she's making a full recovery?" I almost laughed in relief.
The good doctor shrugged. "If you can get her to calm down, then she can go home straight away."
Pfffft. No problem there, I was her mate.
"Good luck." Doctor Richards said to the back of my head before retreating into his office.
I took a deep breath. It didn't matter what she was yelling about, the fact was that she was alive. We could talk about anything and everything until she felt better. This was my job as her mate. For the first time since I came home, I could be there for her.
When I entered the room, Rose was sitting up in bed with her arms wrapped around hersel
