I Will Never Be Yours

Chapter 105

Selena POV:

I don’t know for how long I have been laying inside the room and not being able to move out of the bed, my healing goes slowly but today I finally manage to open my eyes and reach out to my wolf.

I know my healing will go faster now when I can reach her!

The moment I opened my eyes I could see the room I was laying in and I have been here once before when Cannon almost had beaten me to death!

“You’re looking better today!” I hear Jessie’s voice in the room and try to turn my head in the direction of her voice.

Seeing her walking over to the bed I’m laying on when she stops by my side and pulls a chair closer to the bed before she takes a seat.

Her hand comes to mine when she gives it a squeeze.

“We have all been worried about you. This time you were the worse I have ever seen anyone and still be able to survive it!” she says and I try to form some words but my mouth is like a desert and my tongue is still swollen. Guess I have bit myself on it!

“Here let me help you!” Jessie says when I see her get up and walk over to a table where she picks up a gl@ss with a straw in it before she turns back to where I lay on the bed.

under it before she helps me lay

on the water and let it run down my throat, it feels somewhat better after a few

in the way and not a proper word is coming out of my mouth, I feel frustrated by all this, I need some

else for a moment!” I hear Jessie say and at

going on?

she react that way? All I can think is if it’s something important going on that I don’t know, then what could it be?

know Jessie would be the last person who would be sitting inside here, and Cannon where in here too. I know for certain none of them would stay inside if

she is hiding something. Trying to speak when

sight of her I would say she hasn’t slept for days, then how

a happy smile! I know her all too well from these years we have had together to

to try and find a solution, then what needs that much attention? I’m back

to the bathroom I keep my eyes on the slightly open door and

I follow her every move over to where I lay

look at your wounds and wash them up!” she says in a low voice when she places the towels down on the bed and starts to lift the quilt off me, not once does she turn her head my way and look at me. Seeing her bottom lip start to tremble I know she is close to a breakdown from whatever is

starts to sob and tears run down her cheeks, trying to say something but no words come out of my mouth. Lifting my hand and placing it over hers it does the trick and she snaps her head

says and starts to cry harder when