They asked her a barrage of questions, probing for information about her identity and how she ended up in the river. Elora’s heart raced with anxiety as she maintained her fabricated story,insisting that she was an orphan and a drifter, and that she fell in the water by mistake, offering no further details.
The officers exchanged skeptical glances, their suspicion palpable in the air, but eventually, they concluded their questioning. Before leaving, one of them warned her, “You’re lucky to be alive. You were in a coma for over two months.”
Elora’s breath caught in her throat at their words, shock and disbelief washing over her. Two months? How was that even possible? She struggled to comprehend the enormity of the situation, the weight of her lost time pressing down on her.
After they left, she lay there in stunned silence, the reality of her circumstances sinking in deeper with each passing moment. With trembling hands, she reached out once more to connect with her wolf, but once again, she was met with nothing but emptiness.
The familiar figure of Nurse Mary returned to her side, offering a small glimmer of comfort in the midst of her turmoil. “The good news is, you’ll be discharged tomorrow,” Mary announced.
Elora’s heart plummeted at the thought of leaving the safety of the hospital, her mind racing with panic as she realized she had nowhere to go, no one to turn to.
“I know you must be frightened, especially as a rogue.”
As Nurse Mary closed the door behind her, Elora felt a surge of panic rising within her. She looked at the nurse with wide eyes, her heart hammering in her chest as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. How did Nurse Mary know about the existence of werewolves and rogues?! The existence of the werewolves was a well-guarded secret, so she looked at her in shock.
Sensing Elora’s distress, Nurse Mary offered her a reassuring smile. “Relax, dear. I mean you no harm,” she said gently, her voice filled with understanding. “Not to someone who’s already so weak, especially without a wolf.”
Elora’s mind raced with questions, “What do you mean, no wolf?”. Nurse Mary continued, her expression sympathetic. “I understand your confusion,” she said softly. “When you arrived here, I could feel your wolf’s presence. But now… it’s gone.”
Elora’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in shock. “Gone?” she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Nurse Mary nodded solemnly. “Yes, dear. It seems that your wolf sacrificed herself to keep your human side alive,” she explained, her tone filled with compassion.
Tears welled up in Elora’s eyes as the weight of Nurse Mary’s words settled upon her. She had lost her wolf, her constant companion and protector. Lina’s last words became clear to her now, and the realization filled her with anguish and pain.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Elora buried her face in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks as she mourned the loss of her loyal companion. The room fell silent except for the sound of her muffled sobs, her heart shattered into a million pieces at the devastating revelation.
After some time, Elora gathered the courage to look up at Nurse Mary, her eyes filled with uncertainty. “Are you… are you a rogue too?” she asked hesitantly.
Nurse Mary shook her head gently. “No, dear. I used to belong to a pack,” she began, her voice tinged with sorrow. “But after I lost my mate and son in a rogue attack, I couldn’t bear to stay.
Everything reminded me of them, so I chose to live in the human world like a lone wolf I could return at any time, but it is just too painful.”
Elora listened intently, her heart heavy with empathy for the nurse’s pain. After a brief pause, Nurse Mary turned to her, her gaze searching. “Tell me the truth, Lora,” she said softly. “Despite smelling like a rogue, I know one when I see it. And you… you are not that. What is really your story?”
Elora’s emotions threatened to overwhelm her as she struggled to find the words. Finally, she broke down, tears streaming down her cheeks as she poured out her story to Nurse Mary. She recounted the disappointment of her family, the betrayal of her sister, the rogues in the forest, the alpha who saved her and their time together, her family reaction, her banishing, and the agony of losing her wolf.
As she finished speaking, Elora looked up at Nurse Mary, her heart laid bare. The nurse’s eyes glistened with tears as she listened, her expression filled with anger, compassion and understanding. “Oh, my sweet child,” she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion.
Without hesitation, Nurse Mary gathered Elora into her arms, holding her tightly in a comforting embrace.
The next day arrived, marking the moment of Elora’s final medical check-up and her official discharge from the hospital. As she sat on the edge of her hospital bed, the nurses and doctors showed her kindness, providing her with some personal hygiene items and clothes to wear, everyone feeling pity for the young orphan girl. They even had an internal collection, and they handed over to her a few hundred dollars for her to survive for the next few days. The gesture brought Elora to tears, as she never expected to find kindness in strangers, especially humans, while her own kind let her perish without even a fair trial. At that moment she found herself enraged, promising to herself that she would never come in contact with the werewolf community or any packs. She will live her life like a human.
As Elora dressed herself in the gifted attire, her heart quivered with uncertainty and fear. She felt utterly defenseless, stripped of everything that had once defined her identity. Without any form of identification, personal belongings, or money to her name, she faced the harsh reality of being alone in a world that felt increasingly foreign.
The absence of her wolf only intensified her sense of desolation. Lina had been her constant companion, despite the short time spent together, her source of strength and solace in times of hardship. Now, without her beloved wolf by her side, she felt adrift.
With a heavy heart, Elora took a shaky breath, her hands trembling with trepidation as she gathered her few gifted belongings. With a trembling heart, she expressed her heartfelt thanks to the nurses and doctors who had shown her kindness during her time in the hospital. As she turned to leave, a voice called out to her from behind.
Turning around, Elora’s eyes widened in surprise as she saw Nurse Mary rushing towards her.
“Where are you going young lady, without saying good bye?” Nurse Mary asked her.
“I tried to find you but no one was sure where you were. Thank you, Nurse Mary, for everything.”
Elora told her with a heavy voice.
Nurse Mary smiled warmly, placing a gentle hand on Elora’s shoulder. “You’re welcome, sweetheart. It’s been a pleasure looking after you. But before you go, I want to make sure you have a safe place to stay. What are you planning to do now?”
“I am not really sure. Most probably I will try to find a shelter where to spend the night, and then I will try to find a job, but without experience, it would be difficult. But, there is hope.”
“I thought about this and I have a small room in my cottage, if you would be interested. I am using it mostly as storage, but with a new mattress it could help you for the moment until you are back on your feet. What do you say?” nurse Mary told her, leaving Elora in shock as tears started to gather in her eyes.
“Oh, Nurse Mary, that’s incredibly kind of you. I don’t know how to thank you enough, but I don’t have any money right now to pay rent or utilities except what the medical staff gifted me,” Elora said, her voice filled with emotion and sadness.
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