My mother left my side briefly, glancing at Elder Gita who had her gaze fixed on me.
"Oh, Elder Gita, you made it." My mother breathed out in relief.
Now that was unexpected, knowing how the two women seemed to have differing views when it came to the pack's spiritual matters.
Phoebe being one of those 'differing views'.
"What happened to the Alpha?" Elder Gita asked with furrowed eyebrows, walking up to my side and placing her hand on my forehead.
I had a lot of things to discuss with her, one of them being the mysterious voice I heard when I was in a state between life and death.
But I couldn't even find the strength to speak right now due to the pain that wracked my body, and I could only barely move my head, facing the Elder weakly.
She stared down at me with her hand on my forehead and seemed to be concentrating.
