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Jackson POV I had been pacing Carrie’s hospital room floor for most of the night. The doctor had just been in to check on her. They had removed the bullet from her arm. She would have another scar, but they were able to clear out the silver that had entered her blood stream.The reality is that there is little experience with a hybrid wolf such as Carrie, so they did not have a lot of answers. They felt she would be fine; she had simply burned off an excess of energy with her healing and now her body was healing itself. Her resting was not what had me on edge. The way things were between us before she blacked out were on my mind. And hearing from the doctor that they were keeping Rosie for observation, was weighing on my mind. What game was Rosie playing and how could she convince our doctor to support her ridiculous behaviour? Or had something happened and I was simply being ignorant to it all. There was a tap on the door. Taking one quick
Jessica POV I felt butterflies in my stomach at the thoughts of being with Carleton again. We had been magic before. Would we be magic again? The lack of sparks concerned me. Hell, it terrified me, if I was going to be honest. I had made so many mistakes; there had been so many misunderstandings. Was the Moon Goddess punishing me for my choices? As I stood in front of Carleton, he pulled me forward kissing me with the promise of more. I swayed into his arms, and he released my lips simply holding me. I felt like I was home in his arms. “Let’s get you dressed and then get some food into you,” Carleton murmurs stepping away from me. I see a pile of clothes on the table, “Mandy brought those for you. She was camped out most of the night until Josh and I convinced her to go get some rest,” Carleton tells me. Mandy was like a baby sister to me. I would feel the loss of seeing her every day. Of being with her. When I had first met her, she w
Jackson POV I continued to sit by Carrie’s bedside refusing food when it was offered. I was sick with worry. I did not want our fight to be the first thing she thinks about when she wakes up. I look at the door to Carrie’s room as it opens, and I see a doctor walk through. “Alpha, I hate to bother you but there is a Pack member waiting outside to see you,” she says. “Who?” I ask annoyed at being interrupted. “Rosie; she wants to update you on the pup,” she says embarrassed to be bringing this to me in my mate’s room. “I am not leaving my mate,” I reply looking away from the doctor. She nods but before she can exit the room, Rosie saunters in as if she owns the place. “Jax, I need to speak with you,” she says in her annoying voice. I had never realized just how annoying it was until I had met Carrie. “I said no,” I say standing to escort her out of the room. She dodges my hand and walks closer to Carrie. “Get the hell away from my mate!” I
Jackson POV It had been hours since Christian had left. I was starting to wonder if I should not go and meet with the rogues myself. I hated the thoughts of leaving Carrie, but if they had information that would help me help her, I needed to consider that a priority. As I stood to walk over to Carrie’s bedside, I hear a sharp knock on the door. I walk back towards the door, opening it and seeing both Carleton and Christian standing in front of me. “What?” I ask confused as I had not expected to see Carleton after he left with Jessica. And I did not understand why they were together. “We need to talk,” Christian says indicating it was confidential. I look back at Carrie, but knowing she can hear us, I do not want to burden her with more worry. I call a nurse over, “Stay with the Luna until I return. Nobody enters unless it is her doctor,” I say leaving the nurse with an Alpha command. “And call me immediately, if she wakes up,” I add.
Carrie POV I am floating along hearing the vague discussions around me when suddenly pain grips my body. My chest is on fire. I am struggling to breathe. I can hear the shouting and I hear Jackson yell at me to fight. “Jackson?” I try to respond but the pain is debilitating. As if a switch is turned off, I find myself in a black void. Nothing. No sounds. No Jackson calling to me. Just darkness. And silence. “Reba?” I call out. No response. I start to feel like I am going to hyperventilate but I am in space where breathing is not relevant or noticeable. I want to panic. Scream. Beg for mercy but I have nothing.And then next I am removed from my body, and I can see the scene unfolding below me. As if I am sitting in a corner watching a move as they fight to save me. I see Jackson trying to get to me but he is being held back by Christian and Carleton. I see the doctor shouting orders to the medical team.I cringe as I see them shock my body, trying to get
Jackson POV I hold my breath trying to listen to what Christian is telling me to listen to. All I can hear is the blood pounding in my ears. The pain is destroying me. I cannot breathe and I cannot hear. Suddenly there is a faint sound that teases my hearing. I sit up trying to get closer to the sound. I dare to look to Carrie and see her color returning. How is this possible? I watched her die. I felt our mate bond break. I slowly reach my hand out to touch her hand, and I feel a sense of calm wash over me. I am lulled into a sense of peace as I hear a slow, but consistent beep. The machine is beeping! I was hearing it more clearly now. I slowly stand beside my mate and stare at the rise and fall of her chest. She was back. I do not know how, but I feel myself fall to her chest simply sobbing uncaring who is present. I sense people moving away from us, giving us privacy as I thank the Moon Goddess for this incredible miracle.
Carrie POV I could feel myself surfacing from the clouds. I felt like I was back in my body. My chest was sore, but not as bad as it had been. I could feel sparks on my hand, “Come back to me, baby,” I hear Jackson saying over and over again. One more layer of dust, and I will be free. I will be able to communicate with him. “Reba?” I call out. I hear some shuffling, “I am here,” she calls out sounding distant. “It is time,” I reply. “I am ready,” she says sounding stronger and closer to me. With that last step, I called out to Jackson through our mind-link, “Jackson?” I say sounding weaker than I felt. I felt him stiffen beside me, “Carrie?” he asks cautiously as if he is not trusting himself. “I am on my way back to you,” I reply stronger and more confident. I feel him kiss my hand, and then my forehead. As he is starting to move back from me, my eyes slowly open. I blink at the brightness against my eyes that have not been open for a
Jackson POV As we stand there waiting to go into the room where the DNA samples will be collected, I cannot help but feel a sense of disgust at myself for being in this position. Disappointed that if this is true, it will devastate my mate. Carrie has been amazing, but how much can she take before it becomes too much? “Stop worrying Jackson. I am not going anywhere,” Carrie murmurs beside me. I pull her into my arms, “How did I get so lucky to have you as my mate?” I ask her as we stand there holding one another. “I will remind you of that when I have a temper tantrum,” she says with a chuckle. A temper tantrum or two would be warranted. With her own fertility worries, on top of this mess, she deserves to be angry. And hurt. But she is displaying none of that. Right now, she is being here for me and for that I am grateful. “Are you hungry? You have not even eaten or been to the Pack house yet,” I ask with concern. “This will no