DRAVEN'S POV

As I lay on the bed, trying to remember what the mysterious lady said to me. It was as if there was more to what she said that I needed to know. I try to remember the night when I was at the hospital.

I remembered the night of the accident like it was yesterday. The sound of screeching tires, the crunch of metal and the feeling of weightlessness still haunted me. I was at the hospital with the nurses roaming around my bed. I opened my eyes slowly and saw some of them. Likewise, I knew there was something up, but I didn't know exactly what it was.

My convoy had been ambushed, and I was left bleeding to death on the side of the road. As I lay there, I saw Serana's face, my eyes vacant, his expression distant. The council members loomed over me, their voices whispering words in my ear. I took all the treatment with the pain and anguish, but I still had to endure. After all the treatment I took from the nurses, the medical assistant took a good turn. I'm healthy, and I was responding to it slowly.

The elders came to me to check how I was doing, and that was my only opportunity to ask them about myself. “I have some questions to ask you, and I need an honest answer from you,” I said, my voice demanding.

“We are listening; what is it you have to ask?” Elder Hale said.

“Well I have been having this feeling about someone but as it stands now I have no clue of what I'm thinking. She seems close to me, but I really don't know how to remember her. Can you please help me do that? Like, "Who often do you see me with?” I asked.

“Well, you are often seen with her,” Hale said, pointing to Celeste.

“Uhh, not exactly what I was expecting, but I mean, she is closer than this; isn't anyone else? I mean, she was with me earlier, not, but I can't find her anymore,” I said.

"She's a hallucination,” they said. “She's not your mate.” I tried to reach out to them to make me believe their words to me were true, but it was too late.

“Are you sure about what you are saying right now because I am starting to believe that there was more to what I am facing, like, the accident?” I said. “Okay, tell us what happened the night of the accident.” They asked.

“I can't exactly remember all that happened, but I could see the horses who I was on left me on the floor. I was badly injured, even bleeding. I was just a shadow of myself until she came to me and brought me here. And that is precisely what I'm thinking of her right now,” I said to them, trying to make them understand my point, but it was still intact that I was just hallucinating.

“We were the ones who found you and brought you back here to life. You should give thanks, not a stranger. I know how this thing works, and I know right now your mind is stressed. You have to calm down and relax your brain so you can accommodate all the memories you need to know, but as for the girl that you are thinking of right now, I don't think she is real; she is just in your hallucinations, okay? You should focus more on your health right now than her. You have to get out of here as soon as possible,” Celeste said. “Yes, she is right, okay, you have a pack to rule and focus on that and get well soon; we are actually waiting to throw a party for you on your return,” Hale said as they left.

They all left as I called the nurse, who was the one taking care of my medications. “I need to ask you some questions, and you should give me a good reply, please. I need to know myself, and you should help me remember that,” I said as she nodded in agreement. “When did you shift here?” I asked?

“Well, just earlier now, and I was elected to get you well and sever your medications,” she said, her voice low and hasty.

“You don't have to be afraid of anything; okay, I'm just here to ask some questions about me. I want you to help me get back my memories, please. Who brought me here? Can you tell me anything you have to say?” I said.

“From what I know, I think it's the elders; if you would let me do my job now, I think I would have to end the conversation here and get back to work,” she said and left.

I didn't recognize me; I didn't even know myself. The pain was overwhelming, and I felt myself being pulled away from him, from our life together. I have this feeling that there was more to what I'm hallucinating about, but as it stands, I have to still forget about her and focus on the pack that I was left to serve. I had to go back home as soon as possible and meet my family; they were all waiting for me. The accident brought a great fear to all the pack. Some who thought I was dead still needed to see me healthy again, so I had to stop thinking of her and focus on getting better. But the question was, how could I even forget someone and remember everyone? There was a strange story behind my accident, which I need to still know, but no one would even help me out.

I was left with nothing but the memories of our love and the child I carried. The accident had changed everything, and I was left to pick up the pieces of a shattered life.