Moira's POV

The alarm screams through my skull like a rusty blade, dragging me from darkness into harsh fluorescent reality. My eyes crack open to an empty room—no nurses, no mates, no familiar faces. Just sterile white walls and that goddamn beeping that won't stop.

'Where is everyone?'

I fumble along the bed rail, searching for the nurse call button. Pain shoots through my ribs, but the alarm keeps shrieking.

The door opens, bringing blessed relief as the sound ...