ログインBetsy's POVThough it was challenging at first, I gradually opened my eyes. I could not see clearly, and my lids felt heavy. I blinked once, then once more, struggling to correct my vision. For a few seconds, I couldn’t see anything clearly. My head felt heavy as well, and my body was feeble in a manner I had never experienced before, as though all the strength in me had been pulled away.The first face I saw as my eyesight gradually cleared was Nick's.“Betsy,” Nick said to me, his tone muted but filled with concern. “You're awake."I opened my mouth to respond, but my throat was parched. Even speaking seemed weird. I turned my eyes away from him and gently glanced across the room. That's when I realized Nick wasn't the only one at the scene.Maxwell was standing by one corner of the space.My gaze changed once again, this time seeing Matteo as well.I slightly frowned and tried to get up.“Don't do that,” Nick said to me at once. “You should rest.”Still, what he was saying hardly
Drake's POVI stopped right in front of him.Maxwell did not flinch. He did not even look startled.That already irritated me.For a brief second, I stared at him, my expression steely, my wolf still restless under my skin from the abrupt change.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice low but under control.Maxwell put his hands into his pockets, his posture loose like he wasn't standing in front of someone obviously anxious.“I came to visit someone,” he said quietly.My eyes narrowed slightly.“Visit who?” I asked.“A friend,” he said.“Be precise”, I said to him.Maxwell leaned his head slightly and stared at me as though he were calculating how much to say.“She hasn't been in school for days,” he said. “And no one appears willing to explain what's going on with her.”In my chest, something clenched.“You're talking about Betsy”, I said.“Yes,” he replied, “I am”.My jaw tightened just slightly.“How do you even know she lives here?” I asked.Maxwell acted without hesitation
Drake's POVWith my eyes glued to one thing only, I remained at the far end of the room.Betsy.She lay still and quiet on the bed, exactly as she had been since the previous night. Anyone would have assumed she was dead if not for the faint rise and fall of her chest.But she wasn't.She could have been fine if I had just let her in and heard what she had to say.Then my eyes turned to him.Matteo.Too close for my taste, he sat next to her, clutching her as though he had every right to be there. Like he was shielding her, one of his hands was encircling hers while the other was just behind her.As though she fit with him.Something twisted cruelly inside my chest.As I watched him, my fists were drawn slightly at my sides; my wolf was constantly stirring inside me.Every instinct in me wanted to walk over there and pull him away from her.To remind him that he had no place close to her.To gently remind him that he shouldn’t be here.I made myself stop.Since I knew his reason for
Betsy's POVI could not remember the precise time. Everything became quiet.One second my body had been overtaken by something beyond my control, the next it felt like I had been drawn into somewhere nothing hurt anymore.I was not in pain opening my eyes. I was not even on the training ground. I was somewhere else altogether.A light breeze passed across my skin, carrying with it a smell so familiar that my chest tightened immediately. I slowly turned.“I know this place,” I murmured.The wooden bench under the big tree, the stone path under my feet, the meticulous positioning of every plant…This was my mother's garden.Somewhere I had not seen in years.As I moved slowly ahead again, my breathing became choppy.“This isn't possible,” I said quietly.Everything appeared real, though.I could hear the faint rustling of leaves and the distant hum of life everywhere around me. It didn't seem like a hallucination. It seemed like I had been carried somewhere.Slowly the memory returned.
Drake's POVSchool dragged on longer than anything I had encountered in a while.The weight of anticipation descended heavily over the whole house by the time I arrived, and the sky had started to darken. Though nobody said it out loud, everybody knew what we wanted, and the tension was evident.Matteo should have been here.I had told him that clearly.He said okay.Still, he wasn't present.My arms were crossed as I stood near the living room window, gazing outside and watching the gates as though they would magically open if I looked long enough.Nick walked slowly back and forth behind me, his steps erratic and uneasy. Her gaze moving between us, Harmony sat quietly on one of the chairs, clearly mindful that anything could turn wrong at any moment.The silence dragged out far longer than it should have.Every minute passing brought it worse.“He said he would come”, I mumbled.Nick stopped pacing.“That was hours ago,” he said harshly. “I don’t understand this.” “If he agreed, the
Drake's POVThat night I did not leave Betsy's room.I remained right there beside her even after everyone else had gone to sleep, close enough to hear every quiet breath she took. The room was silent, nearly too silent, and the silence made everything seem heavier.I kept replaying the doctor's words in my head.She will heal… She also needs her mate.That thought kept going around in my head.“Wake up, Betsy,” I mumbled softly under my breath. “You always find a way to recover from events like these; therefore, don't make this different.”She said nothing.Naturally, she did not.Still, I lingered.Time went slowly. I got up from the chair at one point and sat closer to her on the edge of the bed. Though I knew I would rather not leave her alone, I forgot even when I finally lay next to her.I wasn't thinking about Maxwell for once. Or Matteo.I just wanted her to open her eyes.“If you wake up before morning, “then perhaps we won't have to involve him”, I whispered.Just the idea t