Chapter Thirteen

Layla.

I'm awoken to the sound of someone in my hospital room. Cautiously, I open my eyes and see a nurse placing a tray of food on a metal side table next to me. Everyting appears to be metal in this room which I am coming to understand is because of the fire I keep unintentionally creating.

"Good morning, miss. I have brought you some breakfast. We were unsure of what you preferred so we got you a little of everything, including some juice and extra water. You must be extremely thirsty," She states shyly as if she is unsure how to approach me. I can't say that I blame her, I'm not even sure how to approach myself either.

"Thank you, it all smells wonderful. Can I ask you something?" I question as I look at my lap and pick at the itchy hospital gown.

"Of course. I can't guarantee I have the answers for you but the Doc will be in shortly incase I can't answer properly."

"Do werewolves exist? Or was I just having the craziest most realistic dream of my life?" I ask and can feel my chee