Isla's POV

I woke up in the pack hospital. Max was beside me holding my hand and stroking my hair out of my face.

"Oh, baby I am so glad that you are awake. I'm not so happy about the fact that you put yourself into such a shitty situation like that." Max gushed and I smiled.

"What about Miller?" I asked not sure how long I had been out of it for.

Max sat back in the chair and sighed as he rubbed at his forehead.

"He's gone," he answered me without looking ...