Siena's POV

I feel like I've been hit by a freight train, hauling fifty carriages, filled purely with metal. My ears are ringing and I don't even have the energy to open my eyes so I just listen.

At first, the place I'm in sounds quiet enough that I can almost hear my bones slowly healing, normally I would of healed by now no matter the damage but I must of been messed up for it to still hurt and not be fully healed.

I have no idea how long it's been but I hear faint footsteps coming from outside the room I am in. God I wish I could just open my eyes to see where I am. I hear a door open and it seems that there is a couple of people now in the room, I assume one stands by the door as I only hear one set of feet move to the other side of me fiddling with something plastic.

I move my head to the side and hear the person gasp as I move, they then promptly start talking to me as the other person moves closer to me emitting a feeling of safety.

"You're awake!? You gave me a fright, can you open your eyes or are you still too tired?" A soft womens voice asks me as I let a small smile form on my face.

I once again try to open my eyes but only manage to open them enough to barely see through my eyelashes. I see a small blonde woman standing by me wearing pale blue scrubs, she is smiling but you can see she feels sympathy for my state of being.

"Can I... get a drink...?" I force out with a very broken voice and an extremely strong burning feeling in my throat, she nods and presses a button to lift the bed into an upright position at a slow pace, I follow her with my eyes. As she goes to the other side of the bed, I flinch away at the sight of a large, intimidating male standing very tall a few feet from the bed.

He jumps back himself but puts his hands up in the air to gesture that he is safe to be around, the blonde woman rushing back to my side with a plastic cup of water.

"I know he scared you but no sudden movements, you're still healing a few broken ribs..." she trails off and holds the cup in front of me patiently waiting for me to take it.

I raise my hand as best I can with a dull pain running from my wrist to my shoulder, gently grabbing the cup and bringing it to my face. My hand trembled as I took a sip and I felt a tad bit better, my inner wolf weakly making my chest slightly rumble in satisfaction. I must be really dehydrated.

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"Don't drink too fast, small sips will get you hydrated just as quick..." the blonde woman says as she starts taking needles out of me and wires away from my body and bed. I nod and keep sipping over the next few quiet minutes. Only the sound of her shuffling around until I'm finally able to open my eyes fully and I take in my surroundings. Blinking to get rid of the blurry vision.

A small hospital like room... but I don't hear any other hospital sounds now that I'm almost aware of everything. Then I look at the woman and the young looking man. Noticing that the man is in casual clothes.

"Where am I?" I ask sheepishly, taking yet another sip before attempting to place the cup on the side but missing and it crashing to the floor.

Flinching at the sound it makes as it hits the ground I feel an overwhelming feeling of safety, almost as if someone is trying to place a bubble around me, I shake it off and realise the male has sat down closer to me and the woman is now tidying up the mess I had made.

"I'm so sorry..." I whisper as I put my head down letting my hair fall to cover my face.

"Don't worry doll, its expected to happen considering your current state... surprised you even survived..." a deeply soothing voice fills the room and it sends tears to my eyes realizing what had happened, to put me where I am now, being told these words.

"We will take care of you until you are fit to leave for normal home life again, you are in the Trueblood Manor a few blocks away from your apartment, if you need anything let us know and we will send someone to get them for you." The woman says with a very sweet tone, I nod in response and start to relax back onto the bed again.

God I hope I heal fast, this is not the place I should be in. Before I can think of anything else the mans voice cuts into the silence.

"So you're a rogue?" The man asks. I nod and move myself into a position that means I can force my body to get up so I can run.

"You won't be going anywhere, not because you're a rogue but because you are injured more than you think you are. So relax and just let yourself heal, I don't want a repeat of that nasty attack." He says with a touch of venom in the last words. The room stays quiet as I shift around to get comfy again still feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"Can you morph or are you human?" He asks bluntly. Leaning forward, arms on his knees and chin resting on his hands. Looking at me like I'm a criminal of some kind.

"Human..." I whisper hoping that while I was out cold that my scent hadn't changed and become noticeable to them.

"That would explain why you heal so slow!" The woman squeals, causing me to jump at her voice, she's so quiet I forgot that she was even in the room.

"Bella, can I have a private word with this young lady, you can return when I leave?" He asks with a hint of dominance. She nods and leaves the room making it even quieter than before, my heartbeat, breathing and ribs being the only thing audible to trained ears as they shift into place slowly healing.

What on Gods green Earth could he possibly need to talk to me about privately? Does he know I'm able to morph?