Chapter 62. What Are You Talking About?

LENA

The bruises on Jake's body surprised me. His bruises looked worse than mine. I think he got the worst part of the accident. It was a relief to see him there, breathing, but I was desperate not to know what would happen to Jake.

I noticed his body struggling to survive. I've heard of a few cases of werewolves surviving poison. I couldn't lose him. I took his hand and kissed it. My intention was to give him strength. I hoped that, despite the coma, he could hear my voice.

"Jake, love. Can you hear me? I'm Lena. I'm here with you. I know you're suffering, but you have to recover. Wake up, Jake. Don't leave me. I need you. You're a strong person. You're a werewolf. You've had worse battles in the past."

I stayed silent with him. I didn't know what to say, but I hoped my words would be enough to give him strength. I wanted to tell him I loved him. But I couldn't. I didn't want to lie t