Chapter Twenty Five
“I’m back, bitches”
My eyes open and I gulp in air. I’m in a hospital room. In my arm lays an IV that is dripping fluids into my system. I raise my arm to my neck and feel the bite sitting there, and giving me enormous pain. I yelp from the stabbing feeling, and as soon as I do, a doctor come running in.
“Oh, goddess, Luna, you’re alright! Thank the fates. How are you feeling?”
I pull out the IV and swing my legs off the bed. I don’t feel like talking to a pack doctor at the moment. I only want to know the essentials.
“How long have I been out?” I ask.
“Eight hours. It’s 2am.”
I nod. “Great, thanks. I’m going to head on out now. Where are my clothes?”
“Luna, surely you can’t be serious? You were in a coma for 8 hours!”
“How does 8 hours even count as a coma?
