Brocks's Perspective:
My wolf, Jasper, has nearly been driving me insane. It's been nearly a week since Stephanie was taken to the pack hospital. The doctors managed to rid her body of the lethal toxins, and by all accounts, she should be conscious already. But she's not, and now Jasper yearns for me to be by Stephanie's side constantly, holding her hand.
Distracted by my worry, I've become a wreck. Tasks of my Alpha role go neglected, furniture lies in splinters, and I've sent more laptops sailing through windows than I care to count.
On the second day after Alpha Silverton arrived, I found myself deep in conversation with him. I laid bare the tale of Stephanie's rescue and my guilt over not reaching her sooner, which explains the endless hours I spent by her bedside. We also touched u
