Chapter 16
Sebastiana
The first thing I see when I wake up is Shane’s grey–green eyes watching me.
“Hey.” I say. I turn just enough for pain to shoot through my midsection, and I groan.
“Hey, don’t move,” he says, rushing to stand beside me.
“What happened?” I ask.
“My name is Dr. Whit. What do you remember Alpha Sebastiana?” a voice I don’t recognize asks. A woman in a lab coat walks into my line of vision on the opposite side of the bed.
I frown, thinking. “The Beast,” I say, remembering being on the platform as the huge, steel beam came flying at me. I didn’t have time to get out of reach before it hit me right in the side. I’ve heard multiple times that The Beast is about more than just physical strength and the fourth challenge is about stopping to assess the danger before leaping into it. Because I am who I am, I leaped first and I paid the price for it.
“How bad is it?” I ask.
“Three cracked ribs. You’re out of sparring for two days minimum. You’ll have to come back in two days for x–rays and if you’re healed enough, you can get back to it. If not, I’ll assess you daily until you are,” she
says.
I nod. That’s not surprising.
“Your parents called. They asked you to call them once you’re awake,” she says.
I nod. I’m sure Dane and maybe Ryan called to tell them what happened.
“What time is it?” I ask.
“It’s nearly five o’clock. I sedated you so that you could begin healing. If you’re feeling up to it, I will release you, but you’re welcome to stay here for the night,” she says.
“No thanks,” I say, ready to get out of here. I’ll sleep better in my own bed.
“I’m going to give you some low–level pain medication to help you sleep. But you’re young and
healthy, so I expect you won’t need them after tonight.”
“Thank you.”
“I’d tell you to be careful, but I know that’s not an option here,” she says, before sliding an arm under my shoulders and helping me to sit up.
I grit my teeth against the pain and close my eyes to force back the tears that threaten to come.
“Breathe, Alpha,” Dr. Whit says. “Catch your breath, then we’ll get you off the bed.”
“I can help her down, doctor,” Shane says.
“I’ve got it,” I say, putting my hands on the bed and getting ready for the rush of pain.
“Stop being stubborn, Tiana,” Shane growls.
I open my eyes, surprised that he’s growling at me. When I do, I realize that he looks awful. His hair is a mess, and his eyes are dark with worry.
“I’m okay, Shane,” I say quietly.
As angry as his growl was, his arms are gentle as he carefully lifts me off the bed and sets me on my feet, slowly releasing me to make sure I’m steady.
“You didn’t see yourself flying through the air, T.”
“Shane, it’s a few cracked ribs. It could be a lot worse,” I say, cupping his face with my hand from the side that doesn’t have cracked ribs.
“She’s right. I get Alphas with broken bones in here every semester. Missing a couple of days won’t set you back, Alpha Sebastiana. I’ve wrapped your torso to help stabilize your ribs while your wolf heals you. You can take it off when you shower but have someone wrap your ribs again after you’re done. Or you can come here, and I’ll do it for you. It will help you to heal faster,” Dr. Whit says.

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