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I turn my head to see Tammy, her eyes wet with unshed tears.
I made it out.
I’m alive.
“Hi,” I croak out, struggling to move closer to her.
“Oh, don’t move, honey, it’s okay,” she says softly. “Just rest. You’re safe.”
“Mmhmm,” I mumble, closing my eyes. I exhale as Tammy strokes my hair, speaking in a hushed tone.
“I’m so happy you’re here,” she continues. “You can go back to sleep. You need to rest.”
“No,” I murmur, keeping my eyes closed. “Tell me if she’s okay.”
John said he knew where April was, so if they found me, surely they found her?
Maybe she’s in the hospital somewhere.
But Tammy’s hand stills, and I get my answer.
“Oh,” I whisper.
“Don’t worry about that right now,” Tammy continues. “Your job is to heal and get better for me.”
Tears fill my eyes.
I had hoped…
I drift back to sleep before I can say anything else, succumbing to fatigue.
I wake up again, only this time, there’s someone else in the room.
Someone that smells entirely too delicious—a mixture of dark chocolate, cognac, and leather.
And whatever meds they gave me have made me loopy, because the second I see the Alpha sitting in a chair scowling, I grin at him.
Vincent is here.
“I thought you hated me,” I slur as he stands. He’s dressed in a black hoodie, dark jeans, and a fitted brown leather jacket.
He looks just as handsome as I remembered, but his dark blonde hair is in disarray, and his scruff is longer than before.
He’s got a rugged scoundrel look to him, so different from polished Landon and mysterious, broody River.
He stops short of my hospital bed and frowns. “Why would I hate you?” he asks in his deep voice. The bass sends chills down my spine.
“Last time we talked, you told me to go to hell,” I mumble. “And you looked like you smelled cat piss anytime you looked at me.”
His eyes widen. “What drugs did they give you?” he murmurs.
I stick my tongue out at him.
He clears his throat. “How are you feeling?” he asks awkwardly. “Do you need anything?”
I sigh and lean back against the pillows. “What a question,” I chuckle. “What don’t I need?”
Honestly, he could just stay there forever, letting me inhale his scent, and I think I would be just fine.
