Twenty Three

LET THE POOR GIRL LIVE.

"He sure has the guts!"Grounding his teeth together, he held tightly unto the document as he jammed his fist into the wall. This sudden abrupt move creaked Keira's bed and in the matter of a second, her eyelids opened...

A grunt emits from her lungs as she struggled to seat upright on the bed. Not able to maintain her stance, she rested her back against the headrest whiling slowly winching. Meanwhile Hayden retrieved his fist from the wall and stared intently at it before sighing in distress and striding along the hallway.

"Why does every part of me hurt this much?" Her voice was laced with writhing pains and agony as she spoke, her hand going over her head to feel her temperature and indeed, her forehead was as heated as a burning coal.

She doesn't have much of a time to digress on her aches as her stomach churched with hunger. A gasp escaped her pale lips as it came to her remembrance that she haven't taken any meal whatsoever since yesterday's with Alpha Ja