Chapter 13

Greyson rushed into his house and went straight to the infirmary. Indianna’s weight in his arms didn’t slow him one bit.

“Doc!” Greyson yelled, kicking the door open with his boot. “Doc, where the hell are you?” He laid Indianna on a bed and turned just as a middle-aged man with greying hair entered the room.

“Oh my—” He looked at Indianna, who was shaking violently, and Greyson clenched his hands into fists.

“Don’t just fucking stare at her, Doc! Help her!” he growled, and Doc nodded, hurrying over to Indianna’s side.

“She’s… She’s starting the process. I wasn’t aware we had any shifts happening soon.”

Indianna screamed out in pain as her stomach felt like it was being ripped apart by knives. She wasn’t unconscious, but she wasn’t in control of her body. She could feel herself shaking, but she couldn’t find the energy to move any part of her body. All she felt was pain.