|1| Broken Glass {Paul Lahote}

VIII

"Do you think she will wake up soon?"

"Man, Paul, what are we going to tell her? She has lost enough already... this pain could be the breaking point."

"She really needs you, man, even if she won't admit it. Your dad, clearly wasn't thinking very clearly, when he changed the voicemail for your house phone."

"She won't have to do this alone, we will have her back through all of this, as long as Paul's issues don't get in the way."

"Look, if the legends are true about all of this, then is this the red wolf, who is the strongest of the pack? Even stronger than the male and russet counterpart?"

"It's been almost two months, is she going to wake up soon?"

"Do you think she can hear us?"

Hear us... hear us... hear us...

Juliana's eyes shot open wide and she begins to choke on the oxygen tube as she tried to suck in air, not knowin' at all, where she was.

"Get her tube out!" Someone was shouting as Juliana struggles to get air into her lungs, as then, she was finally able to breathe again.

She doubled over quickly in the too clean white, sterilized bed, coughing and wheezing, and she felt someone's hand on her back as whoever it was, a person, they were trying, to convince her to relax.

"Where am I?" She managed to choke out, and she caught sight of a bit of an blurry shape in front of her.

The image eventually steadied for her, as her breathing grew more even and she slowly began to calm down as it was revealed to be the face of Billy Black in his wheelchair.

Behind him stood Sam Uley, Jared Cameron, and Embry Call. But their eyes were on someone who was next to Juliana, rather than Juliana herself.

She turned her head to the side and crouching there was Paul, who looked slightly upset with himself.