Post attack

Light-POV

"What does that mean..." i heard a distant voice. My eyelids were still closed and felt as if they weigh a thousand pounds.

"It might be more that just silver..." some one else answered. The voices were still so distant when i tried to open my eyes.

Opening my eyes felt like a task harder that any other. But i managed to finally split them open.

"She is weaking up." I heard a mufled voice coming near me.

I had to blink my eyes several time to adjust to the sudden light, but still needed my hand to move up and cover the light to finally see clearly.

At first it was just a blur. But then slowly, my vision cleared more. The first eyes i met were the ones that belongs to my father.

He was standing infront of me at the foot of the bed. He had his Alpha face on. But there was a fatherly worry behind those eyes only i can see.

When i let my hand fall, i flinched at the sudden pain that shot across my forearm. One look at my bandaid arm and all the sence came crashing on me.

We were