#Chapter 197 – Awake

On the morning of the fifth day, my eyes fly open when I hear a hiss.

Victor has his eyes pressed shut, his jaw clenched together.

The tube was removed from his throat yesterday and he can breathe on his own now, but he’s been sleeping the entire time I’ve been here.

“Oh my god,” I say, leaning forward, grabbing his hand, my own neck and back twinging at the sudden movement from my chair.

Victor’s eyes peek open when he hears me. “It’s okay,” he says, his voice scratchy, probably from the intubation. “I just…tried to turn my neck.”

“Don’t move,” I say quickly, glancing around. “I’ll get the nurse –“

“No,” he says, tightening his grip on my hand. “Evie, no. Just…” he sighs and his eyes close again.

I hold my breath, squeezing his hand back, waiting.

“Just…” he says again. “Let me sit with you. For a moment.”

I can’t help the trembling smile that crawls over my lips when I hear that. I’m completely exhausted – haven’t been catching more than a few hours of sleep for days – but the sound of his voice? Telling me he just wants to sit with me?

I feel, suddenly, like I could sing and run and dance for days.

“How are you,” I say gently, leaning forward to smile at him. “Does it hurt?”

He takes a moment to consider. “What, my body? The whole thing?”

I nod, curious.

He laughs, then, and winces at the pain of it. “Yes, frankly. My whole body feels like it’s been through a meat grinder. What…what happened to me?”

I c**k my head to the side, curious. “What do you remember?”

He frowns, thinking again, looking up at the ceiling. “I remember being shot, of course. But then I think I passed out – and then, being downstairs, with you.”

He turns gaze back to me. “I remember our conversation, every moment of that. And the boys coming down.” He smirks at me, remembering them. “Clever boys. Are they here?”

not taking my eyes off him. “No. They…they get upset, when they come, and see you just laying there. They’re with Rafe and Bridgette, at the cottage. My

“That’s a cozy

don’t remember anything else?”

went quiet, after you and the boys went upstairs to…to

little and again

frown at him and press the button for the nurse. I hate seeing him wince

Victor asks, when I turn my attention back to

by members of their pack as well as the pack community. Alvin and Ian will inherit, and we’ll appoint a regent, but…there’s time for all of

turning up. I can see that he is pleased. But then his

I ask, leaning

winces after each cough and I can see

in at just that

hands to his shoulders, working to hold him still. “Calmly, please,” she murmurs. “Just try to stay

tell he’s still in a great deal of pain. She glances at me and I can see that she’s worried. But

her voice calm. “He’ll be pleased to

nods lightly, his coughing fit finished,

your best to keep him calm,” she

eyes back to

put my hand back in his,

so, so not all right. I need him back, need him

it, Evelyn,” he says, responding to my unspoken thoughts. I squeeze

pulse, measuring some vitals and checking the

an ashen grey, like someone

my head, knowing that no matter what happy act the doctor is putting on…it’s bad. It’s very

smiling at him. “I’m glad to see you awake but, quite frankly, your body could use more rest. I’m going to give you some pain medication to control your movements as well as a light sedative. To help you go back

at this. “Is this really necessary, doctor?” he asks. “I just

that he’s heard him. “Quite frankly, Alpha Kensington,” the doctor says slowly, “it’s that catching-up-on-things that I do not want you to do at the moment. The only thing you should be concentrating on right

his life, prioritized relaxation and healing over keeping

different tack. “Are Alpha Kensington’s affairs generally in order? If he sleeps for a few more

going wide. Then I look between the two of them and

so does

He turns to me as well. “And Ms. Ortega, now that you’ve seen

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