(Rowan)
I paced outside of the hospital room, my hands clenched into fists as anticipation filled me. I suddenly heard footsteps, my father, he approached slowly, carrying two small cups of coffee with a sympathetic smile pulled on his lips as he walked over.
"Son, sit down, they will tell you when she is done, no use pacing like that." He spoke calmly while handing over one of the cups he held.
"She's been unconscious for two days, why did it take them so long to get her the surgery?" I sighed, grabbing the cup with frustration filling me as I glanced back towards the room once more, I was f*****g pissed.
The doctor said they wanted to see if her wolf would heal the fractured ribs on her own but it wasn't healing fast enough. So my mate had been unconscious for two days in excruciat
