Chapter 213: Sleeping Beauty

Edrick

When I finally burst into the interrogation room, I found the two officers crouched over Moana as she was lying motionless on the ground with her eyes rolled back in her head. I shoved my way past them and scooped her up off of the floor, then ordered them to call an ambulance immediately, which they did.

The ambulance came quickly, and before I knew it I was sitting in the back of it and holding Moana’s limp hand while they drove her to the hospital.

“She went into a state of temporary shock,” the doctor said at the hospital, taking his stethoscope out of his ears and hanging it back around his neck with a sigh. “I believe her wolf put her into a minor coma to cope with the stress, in order to protect her and the baby. But there’s no knowing exactly how long she’ll be asleep.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. “You don’t know when she’ll wake up?”

“No. I’m sorry. The best we can do is monitor her and try to get things like her blood pressure back down to a normal state and see if that does the trick, but unless her wolf decides that it’s

what you’re trying to say,” I growled. “Don’t beat around the

and his face went pale. “I’m saying that you should be prepared to potentially lose both Moana

when he did, I lost it and punched the wall. Later, none of the nurses mentioned the hole that was left in the drywall by my fist, although I could see

time, I didn’t leave her side. I didn’t sleep or

should have put my foot down and told both her and the two officers that no, she would not be going down there out of the blue to be interrogated. I should have gotten her a therapist the day after the incident in the warehouse, and I should have kept her home from work until she was in a better mental state. But I didn’t do any of those

really getting to me. My speech was slurred, and I kept catching myself nodding off by Moana’s bedside. I hadn’t changed my clothes during that entire time, and I desperately needed a shower. Even the nurses

told me

up at him, still clutching Moana’s small hand in mine. Even his form, which was right in front of me, seemed blurry and almost shapeless from my impaired vision due to lack of sleep. “Your driver is waiting outside for you,

although I felt my heart wrench as I let go of Moana’s hand and walked away from her. But the doctor was right; I needed to sleep. I

beside themselves with grief and worry. They all looked just as haggard as I felt; even Ella had

daddy?” Ella asked as I crouched down to her level in the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255