Ch. 18

Kiran's P.O.V.

I woke up to a steady beeping sound. My nose filled with an odd scent of wet dog and rubbing alcohol. It was an odd mixture to say the least. I felt a dull ache on my side, reminding me why I'm here in the first place.

"Are you sure he's human? His wound has healed almost all the way now. That's not normal for a human." I heard a woman whispering.

I pulled back the curtain around my bed. I saw Tate and Everett speaking with a nurse. They all turned to look at me when they heard the curtain move.

"Hey buddy." Tate sounded weird.

"Hey." My throat was oddly very dry.

"How are you feeling?" The nurse asked me.

"Tired. The pain isn't too bad considering I had a bullet in my side." I tried to laugh, but it didn't work.

I almost died.

"Lay back and rest. You're safe here." The nurse checked my IV and wrote my vitals before leaving.

"I called your emergency contact on your employee file. I don't think the pizza place across from the club is a good emergency contact."