Hearing her mate's voice was the last thing Lisa heard before she passed out.

Lisa had been holding on for how long, and her mate was the reassurance she needed for her to find solace.

Opening her eyes, Lisa was met with white lights on the ceiling. She blinked, turning her head to the side.

She was hooked onto a drip, a heart monitor, and a breathing mask was on her face.

She frowned, feeling the bandage around her head pull due to muscle contraction.

"Ow!" She cried out, using her free hand to massage her head.

Immediately her cry was heard, the door was pushed open, and two doctors...