"Thank you" I said to her, my heart full of gratitude.

She looked at Sam Then back at me.

"Don't Thank me until She's well and your happy with your Mate." Then she walked away.

I scooted my chair closer to Sam and laid my head on the cool railing.

I watched as Sam writhed in pain, her eyes going to the back of her head.

Her body shaking uncontrollablly, her bones snapping and reforming as they struggled to fix her broken arm, ribs and other broken bones.

It was painful to watch.

All I had wanted to do was keep Sam safe, but I couldn't even do that.

I was a useless Mate.

And that made me feel even worse.

Byron brought food, but I didn't eat it.

I couldnt keep anything down, my stomache was too queasy.

I kept whispering reassurances to Sam, hoping she could hear me. That somehow I could help her, at least that way.

I desperately needed to somehow.

For the next couple hours I watched as Sam's bones shifted, slowly by slowly until around 5 pm she laid on the bed a beautiful white wolf.

I frowned for a second.

Only Alphas could be all white.

Maybe she had a spot on her other side?

The thought crossed my mind but I shrugged it off.

That didn't matter now.

She was beautiful, even as a wolf.

She stopped moving and just laid there.

I got up panicked.

But when I checked, she was still breathing.

I let out a sigh of relief and sat back down.

God, I was tired.

The door opened behind me and Amy walked in.

She looked tired to, her blonde hair mussed and bags under her brown eyes.

"Shes beautiful " She whispered in awe as she walked around Sam putting an IV in her.

She turned with a yawn.

"We should both get some sleep, she'll be knocked out for the next few hours."

Grudgingly I nodded my head.

I was exhausted and my eyes could barely stay open.

I got up, and stretched my sore muscles.

I gave Sam a kiss, before leaving.

I would be no good to her like this anyways.

I climbed into bed and fell asleep before my head hit the pillow.

----------------SAM ------------------------

I was on my side.

I frowned. Where was I?

There was a chair near me, but the whole room was white and spotless.

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