One hundred and twenty four.

Irina’s POV

The last thing I saw was a blinding light, I couldn’t tell where it came from and then hands found me, lifting me up. My head hurt, is this what it was like to be human now, to not have a wolf, everything hurt a hundred times more than it used to. Even worse than when that bitch Vivian stabbed me.

That was so long ago, a lot had happened since then. Visions of my life flash in front of me, all the bad and good but there was one constant, Damien. He was there in the background of my memories until the darkness seeped in.

My head throbbed as I turned it. Logan was laid in the bed with Damien, his bed right next to mine but Logan had an arm outstretched and was holding my hand as he slept. Lily and Lacey were no where to be seen.

“How are you feeling?”

I didn’t realise Damien was awake and watching me, he had more wires connected to him then I had but it didn’t take the smile away from his face, the smile that I had fallen in love with.

I groan as I try to move, everything wa