Chapter 62: Would You Like to Go Outside?
Evelyn’s POV
“Sweetie, you’re not a burden,” Dr. Diana waved dismissively, eyes sparkling with interest. ‘Actually, you’re one of the most fascinating cases we’ve seen! We wouldn’t miss working on your recovery for anything.”
‘Don’t see what’s so special,” I frowned. “Sentinels probably get beat up all the time.”
Diana and Harrison exchanged a look before Harrison cleared his throat.
“You really don’t know what happened to you, do you?” Dr. Diana asked gently, still collecting samples without breaking concentration.
“What’s complicated about getting jumped and beaten unconscious?” I tried joking, but it came out bitter.
“If that were all,” Dr. Harrison said gravely, “you would’ve been dead long before we found you.”
“What do you mean?” I looked between them.
“The toxins in your system,” Dr. Diana explained, “should’ve killed you within minutes. Not to mention the physical trauma on top of that.
Yet you’re recovering like someone who just had a rough training session.”
She set down her instruments and met my eyes. “And this isn’t your first time surviving something like this, is it? Those silver powder
scars…”
“Within hours of arriving,” Dr. Harrison added, “your body had already started purging most toxins by itself. We only know the initial
concentration because we tested your clothes. Either your attackers had no idea what they were doing, or…” he paused, they were testing
your limits.”
That left me thinking. During my shower time, Dr. Diana took full advantage, insisting on examining all my scars without the hospital
gown blocking her view. She studied each wound closely, muttering theories about silver powder injuries versus regular ones.
She was cagey about sharing her full theories, not wanting to “skew results,” but promised to explain soon. The whole thing made me feel
like some weird science experiment.
After some back-and-forth, Dr. Diana finally let me wear shorts and a T-shirt, but only if she could cut open the back and secure it with safety pins for easy wound monitoring. This arrangement made me feel less exposed when men entered the room, though I was getting used to showing these marks – not like I had much choice anyway.
Two days later, Nadia was finally allowed to visit. The doctors wanted to be sure the toxins were completely gone first. By then I could eat normally and had gained some weight back, so most of the monitoring equipment was gone.
When Nadia walked in, I almost cried, especially when I caught myself looking behind her for the guys. A wave of guilt hit me as I
realized how much I missed them all.
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Chapter 62: Would You Like to Go Outside?
None of them could come,” Nadia said, reading my expression. “They re all in Alpha King’s special training. I’m not supposed to talk to
them either it’s the rules.”
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That made me feel better at least I wasn’t the only one being isolated. I’d worried it might be because of rumors Acacia spread, or that
they were mad about me leaving.
“They’re training with other rank leaders,” she continued. “But if they get permission to leave, they try to see me. They’d probably visit
you too if they could.”
That made me think they knew we were in the same place. I wasn’t sure how I’d react if they showed up right now. I didn’t want to talk
about that night, and I had no idea what version of events they’d heard.
Nadia dodged questions about the attack, changing subjects whenever I brought it up. I couldn’t tell if she genuinely didn’t know, was banned from discussing it, or if the whole thing had traumatized her too much.
She was pumped about my early start in Sentinel training though, and we spent hours guessing what it might involve. She kept asking if I’d attend regular classes with her or if all my courses would be at the training center. I made a mental note to ask Taric about it.
Speaking of Taric, he now flat-out refused to answer any training questions, insisting I’d learn everything I needed to know during the actual training, not before leaving the hospital. I figured he was testing my patience on purpose.
A week passed before my wolf showed signs of waking up. I could feel her stirring deep in my mind, but couldn’t quite hear her voice. Even though I wasn’t sure if she could hear me either, just feeling her presence gave me hope, which had Dr. Diana practically bouncing
with excitement.
One morning, I suddenly heard her clearly: Child, you can finally hear me. I’ve been trying to reach you for days. Everything’s been foggy, with
hazy memories.
We were attacked, I replied, right before the Mating Ball. Acacia found us. What’s the last thing you remember?
The locker room, she recalled slowly. You were nervous about going to the ball with the boys. I remember you walking toward the door. That’s
Did you smell anyone coming? Or hear footsteps? I pressed. We’re usually good at that. How’d we get jumped so easily?
Nothing, no warning at all, she answered, puzzled. That’s why I couldn’t react in time.
That’s what I thought, I pondered. Dr. Diana will want to hear this. Seems like someone can move through our territory without leaving a scent. Might explain why nobody could track whoever left that Luna mark, and why I was always caught off guard at school. I’m just realizing this now, but it’s the only explanation for why I never had a chance to defend myself
You’re right, my wolf agreed. Now tell me everything that’s happened since.
I filled her in on everything from the locker room attack until now. She was shocked, especially by the fragments I remembered. She kept pressing me to tell the doctors more about Acacia and our history, insisting it would help my recovery.
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