Kyle’s Pov...
The smell of disinfectant and blood filled the air. I hate hospitals, even temporary ones set up in my own territory. They feel weak, like a pause button on the war I am fighting.
The door opened, and the doctor stepped out of Faith’s room. He looked tired, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Well?” I demanded. My voice sounded flat, even to me. I was waiting for the worst news, ready to rip this man limb from limb if he gave it to me.
The doctor straightened up. “Alpha Kyle, she is very strong. Her wolf is fighting hard. She will be okay.”
A heavy weight lifted from my chest, but the relief lasted only a second.
“Are there any broken bones? Anything permanent?” I pushed him for details.
The doctor shook his head slowly. “No broken bones. Her wolf is already healing the dee
