(Luna Jane POV)
I am sitting beside my son's hospital bed when my mate, Alpha Randall, walks into the room.
"Any improvement?" he asks somberly.
"Not as far as I can tell," I respond sadly.
Randall sits down in the chair next to me and places his hand on my leg. "Are you ready to talk about what happened?"
"No."
"Jane, darling, it has been 48 hours. We should talk about what happened," he urges.
"We can talk after Kael wakes up."
"Robert and Margie think that you are avoiding them. They have been waiting outside this room, hoping you will give them permission to come in, or that you will go out there and talk to them."
I lean my head against his shoulder. "I can't face them right now, Randall. I just can't."
"Darling, they are our best friends. Please just go out there and reassure them that you are not mad at them, and that you do not blame them for what Astrid did."
