I couldn't tell you how awful I had felt. I tried standing up and walk to Greyson, but my legs collapsed. My vision blurred and I passed out.

Greyson took me to Maxwell's pack doctor and I had to be put on fluids. I was unconscious for about a week. Apparently, I had to have some sort of tube shoved down my throat because every few hours or so Id start choking on my own blood. Greyson was terrified Id choke to death.

Not only did I manage to vomit blood, but I got frequent nose bleeds, my ears would bleed, and ever since I had woke up my eyes had been blood shot. I'm about twenty degrees hotter than I should be and that is worrying everyone.

I hated being in the hospital bed, but I didn't want to drive all the way back home or go back to the cabin. I already feel awful for vomiting blood into their toilet.

So, here I am. Sitting in a hospital bed that seems similar to the one I was in just weeks ago in a room that was just as similar. Greyson held my hand and talked to me as much as possible. The doctor thinks I should try to stay awake.

"Are you too hot?" Greyson asked as he rubbed his thumb over my knuckles. I shook my head no and coughed. I hadn't really been eating or drinking like I should be so my throat was constantly dry and my lips hurt from being chapped. "Here." he said as he stood up and grabbed a cup of water with a straw in it for me to suck on.

I anxiously drank the cold water. It made my throat feel better instantly. Once I had stopped drinking it, he sat it on the little table beside him and sat back down.

"Chapstick?" I asked just above a whisper. He grabbed a bag from under his chair and rummaged through it until he pulled out my cake batter chapstick.

I weakly held my hand out to take the chapstick, but he just ignored it and put it on himself. I wanted to laugh at how completely focused he looked. He finished and shoved the Chapstick in his back pocket.

"Thank you." I smiled weakly as I said it.

"Anything for you, babe." he said almost in a cocky way.

"Don't do that. I could be dying and you're being cocky. I'll just call Riley and make him comfort me." Greyson rolled his eyes at me.

"We both know you aren't dying. The bleeding stopped two days ago and slowly you're kinda getting better." He was right. We've been here for about a week and a half longer than planned. Almost two. Nearly an entire month we had been gone.

In the time we had been here, the doctor had run numerous tests. The scariest part being when it was all over and he told us what was going on.

Marking me had triggered something. My wolf hadn't fully healed from the accident so when he had marked me, something happened. We aren't sure if she'll even come back now.

From what the doctor said, it sounded like everything on the inside that made me werewolf was dying off. The extra muscle, sensitive hearing, everything. That's his best guess on why I was bleeding so badly.

Greyson has apologized more times than I can count. He thinks it's all his fault she's gone, but I know it's not. I tell him that everyday. I still don't think he believes it.

"I don't wanna be here anymore." I said looking around the room. I just waited for Liam to walk through that door any time now.

I know Greyson has some form of intel on him from when I was out. Every time I ask if anything happened while I was out he just tells me to not worry about it. That he had it covered.

"Well, maybe if you'd eat and drink like a normal person you'd be able to leave." I groaned. I was barely hungry and if I did eat I got a stomach ache.

"Can't we just go home where I can sleep next to you in our bed?" I poured. He narrowed his eyes at me.

"By me you mean Riley." It didn't even sound like a question coming out of his mouth. He was stating it.

"As much as I miss Riley, I heard from one of the nurses that his brother is quite the man in bed. Some rumor she heard from a patient after she woke up from some coma thing where she bled from her face." I said, my voice become louder and less scratchy. He smirked at me as he grabbed my hand again. I tried not to notice the fact that there were no sparks. Nothing. Just warmth.

But it was enough.

"You're an idiot." He said as he laughed. I smiled knowing that he was happy. I didn't like him being sad for me.

"Might as well be. Not a werewolf anymore." I said wanting it to sound like a joke but my tone was sad. I didn't want it to be. It just was. It was totally involuntary.

I looked away from him when his face fell. I didn't want him looking at me. How could I ever help him run a pack as a human? Correction: idiot.

"Hey." Greyson said as he moved my face with his hand so I was looking at him again. "I love you and I'm never letting you leave me." A small smile made its was to my face. So controlling.

"I love you too, Grey." I said as I leaned my face up to peck his smooth lips with my chapped ones. We pulled away after a moment and just stared at eachother.

"Mmm. I think I need one more." I said as I leaned up for another. He chuckled and once again our lips landed on one another. We pulled away after a moment.

"I think you should go to bed." I huffed but knew he was right. The medication they had me on made me tired and I was just trying to carry on a conversation to stay awake.

"Fine." I dragged out. He chuckled a gave me a kiss on the cheek. He shut off the lamp on the small table beside him and settled into the chair beside my bed.

His hand held mine the entire time. In minutes I could hear snores coming from Greyson, but I just couldnt seem to find sleep.

I laid there for what felt like hours of just staring at the barely visible ceiling. I was so tired yet I didn't want to sleep. I had slept enough the past week to manage for the rest of my life.

I turned my head to look at the door expecting Liam to burst through it and give me a real reason to be awake, but the I heard a buzzing noise. I sat up and squinted when I could see Greyson's phone on the small table. It was a call.

I quietly leaned over and reached as far as I could before snatching the phone. I looked at the ID and raised an eyebrow. Why was he calling right now?

"Hello?" I answer. My voice was rough from the hours without water.

"Greyson, we have a big problem. Liam's threat was not just to scare us." Ashton's voice said over the phone.

"Wha-" I hadn't managed to say everything before the phone was taken off of me.

"What do you mean?" Greyson's voice said angrily into the phone. I could just barely see him. He stood up and turned on the lamp.

I couldn't hear what Ashton was saying on the other end, but Greyson looked pissed. What had Greyson not been telling me? Why aren't I as mad as I should be right now? Why do I feel like crying?

"We'll be home tomorrow. Keep Karissa safe and keep the doors locked. No one leaves the pack house until get there." He ordered into the phone and then hung up.

"What's going on?" I asked. Greyson just walked over to a wall and leaned his head on it. He was muttering words to himself that I couldn't quite make out.

"Greyson, what did Ashton say?" I asked. My voice getting louder as I got angrier.

"Nothing, Alex." He snapped. I tried not to make it noticeable but he must have realized how taken a back I was. His face softened. "Please?"

"Tell me what happened and then I will." I snapped. He growled lowly as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Are we really fighting about this? Go to bed, please!"

"Not until you tell me what the hell is going on!"

"I have it handled, Alex!"

"Obviously, you don't, Greyson!" I was livid. He had been telling me this whole time everything was under control. Obviously, it's not. I froze as I realized something.

"Is it because I'm human?" My veins ran cold. "You won't tell me because I'm some weak, little human now?" My words were pained. I didn't like them sounding so pained. "Am I just some human to you now?!" I yelled at him. At that moment he must have snapped. Something in him broke like an elastic band pulled an inch too far.

"You're old rogue friends are dead, Alex." My elastic band broke too, only mine was extended over a mile and it came back at me.

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ERMPH.

So ppl have asked me ready about sequels and honestly I had no intention on it but now I have an idea and I kinda wanna just put Riley in it as a character but not make it about him. Idk.

My throat is like really sore and idk if I like this chapter bc it's kinda different.

She's not pregnant guys. That would be so cliché.

Idk how many more chapters but we are legit getting down to the nitty gritty and I'm freaking excited. Oh my god.

I'm going to try and post updates like a lot so I can end this book soon hopefully like AUGUST bc last August is actually when I started writing this soooooo yeah. Almost a year.

We still got a ways to go tho. Enjoy this very unedited chapter.