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Jake's POV

I sat on the bed beside Rachael, staring at her as she remained asleep. It had been five days, five, freaking days, and she hadn't as much as opened her eyes, even just a little bit.

I was so close to running mad. Maybe I was already mad. I scratched my head and turned my attention to the ceiling above, confused and bereft of any ideas.

I felt so helpless and useless. If I could give anything to get her to wake up, I'd have done that. I just wasn't able to. Not just me, the Priestess too. She had done all she could for the entire five days, all to no avail.

It was all my father's fault. Of course, it had to be. The man had hated her for so long, just as much as he hated me.

He took everything from me, despite all the work that I put in to get it. After being in the shadows of my brother, Justin, for so many years, I finally managed to earn the position of the Alpha; a position that I had craved since I was little. To what end?

He took it away from me, just like that, and ha