Sandy's pov

My head was spinning and my train of thought was incoherent.

Nothing made sense to me at this point, I could hear voices and once or twice, I could make sense of their panicked words.

"Sandy.... up.... hear... me?"

The voice sounded very familiar, but I just couldn't pin point who it was.

This went on for a while and after a few of my futile attempts, to get up. So i could at least reassure the person , who was so panicked or tell him to I gave up, feeling exhausted and drained.

Unlike the first time around, I didn't expect the darkness, this time I welcomed it.

I woke up again, what felt like a few minutes, to the feeling of rough work hardened hands stroking my hair away from my face.

I must look a mess

I tried to open my eyes, but the more I tried the more they resisted. I didn't understand why I could get up.

Why can't I open my eyes!

Why can't I move!

Help!

Someone help me!

Help me!

ow God, someone, please please help me...

I felt so helpless, I had no control over my body. I didn't understand why I couldn't escape this darkness or even how I ended up like this.

Everything that happened before this was kind of fuzzy. I'd see little flashbacks of what I thought were my memories, but I don't have the energy to try and make sense of them.

So once again, I let myself go into the calming darkness.

I woke up again, feeling disorientated, my head was foggy and my body felt numb. I strained my hear to see if someone was close by, I could hear a little commotion between a male and female. The guy was telling the female to fix someone, he sounded angry.

I heard the woman trying to reassure him of their effects, but the guy wouldn't hear it. He screamed, that they were being slow and incompetent. He continued saying something about this person waking up by now if they were doing their jobs properly.

I don't know what was going on, but this guy really needed to learn some manners.

He needs to go to anger management sections.

That is when I realised my condition hadn't improved since the last time I was conscious.

This time however, I could feel my eyelids fluttering open and shut, as I continued in my attempt to gain consciousness.

I inwardly let out a sigh, frustrated with myself. I let my body slip back into the now familiar darkness. Unable and nor willing, to fight anymore.

It's not like you have someone to fight for...

Alpha Jordan's pov

I growled out in frustration, at these nurses and doctors.

For a bunch of highly educated people, they sure we're dim!

They can't even tell me, what's wrong with my mate! They are taking their own bloody time finding out what's wrong with her.

I heard the table let out, at the force of my punch. I was currently in one of the doctors office, beyond angry. He was sitting there across from me, sucking his thumb, when he should be looking to find a way to bring my mate back to me.

I pushed off my chair, I heard it drop to the floor and I pushed away the remaining parts of the doctors table, so I could reach the doctor.

My every pore was seething with rage, I'm sure the doctor could feel my power radiating off me.

Maybe he needs a little encouragement!

My wolf took over, he grabbed the doctor by the neck and slid him up the wall. holding the man up as though he weighed no more than a child.

" Listen pup, I don't want anymore excuses. My human has been kind, I won't be"

I watched from the back of my mind, as my wolf threatened the poor doctor, but I couldn't stop him. He was anxious over Sandys' condition, we both couldn't understand why she hadn't woken up, when she had the best care possible.

My wolf squeezed the doctors neck as though squeezing a lemon. The doctor hissed in pain, squirming against our iron grip.

" Now I suggest you get moving, the next time we have this chat, I won't be so nice"

We let go of the doctor, he grabbed his neck unconsciously rubbing it as if to sooth it.

His neck looked horrible, it looked as though he had a rash, where my wolf had chocked him.

Don't you think you over did it a bit? I questioned my wolf with a sigh, I felt drained and dispirited.

No I didn't, and it's the only way they will take us seriously.

They are doing everything they can.

I argued, trying to reason with him.

Not good enough!

I saw the doctor struggling to his feet. He made his way out the office after, whispering, yes Alpha.

I sighed out loud, frustrated with the whole day.

I've never known such fear, like the moment when I went in my office.

Seeing my mates helpless body on the floor, with blood pooling around her head. I was momentarily paralysed. I couldn't get oxygen to my lungs, I felt my world come crashing down before me.

I couldn't get my brain around the thought of losing her, when I had just gotten her.

I knelt next to her petite frame, and turned around. That's when I had realised that she was still breathing.

but barely. ..

I ran with her to the other wing, where our hospital was located. It had everything a hospital should.

I rushed in and demanded the doctors on call, and got them to help my mate.

only the best for out little mate.

That was 4 hours ago and nobody has told me what's wrong. They kept doing tests on her, then reporting to me that they were inconclusive.

They better find out what's wrong, or else there will be consequences!