Chapter 4

When I finally stirred awake, the harsh glare of the midday sun sliced through the window, signaling the end of my three-day unconsciousness. My body felt like it had been run over by a stampede of rogue wolves, each movement sending searing pain shooting through my limbs. I was clad in a flimsy hospital gown, my once-flowing hair now cropped short, making me nearly unrecognizable. Gazing into the mirror, the ghostly, hollow-eyed stranger staring back at me was a far cry from the fierce Gamma warrior I used to be. Loving the wrong mate had shattered me beyond repair. I…