Colton's POV
"L," I called out to my wolf, staring at the white ceiling ahead. The room was silent and I felt it was the right time to talk to him. The nurse had left after sticking up the wound, and firmly warned me not to move around or I might open up the injury.
"Are we playing some sort of game?" I groaned in frustration, my hand placed flatly on my forehead.
Still no answer.
I tsk'ed then sat upright on the bed. My eyes went to the door, "What's she doing?" I stood up from the bed and walked to the door. My left palm gently pressed my stomach to smoothen the pain.
' I can't believe she stabbed me,' This thought crossed my mind as I went to the living room. Footsteps sounded behind me and I turned around to see Emily rushing out of the kitchen in panic.
"Emily?" I called out and she stopped midway through the door and turned to face me.
