I try to sit up but grimace from the action, Theo quickly comes to my aid helping me up and propping up pillows behind me. 

"I should've asked this early, how are you? Do you need anything?" 

"I'm fine Theo, just sore and tired." 

I don't want to tell him that I'm in pain, I don't want my mind to be clouded by drugs. If I feel like I need to leave to protect this pack, I will. His eyes narrow as he looks at me, unsure if I'm telling the truth but he lets it slide.

"Alexandra, what pack are you from?"

 "Greylock." my answer is clipped. 

Understanding is shown in his eyes, "The Alphas heard about what happened, but there were never any details...." Theo trails off. 

"I don't want to talk about." I snap back defensively before adding "I'm tired, can I sleep?" 

He sighs but nods, "If you need anything just shout." Theo walks out of the room leaving me alone.

The pain is almost unbearable, my entire body feeling as if I've been hit by a train. At this point, the reminder of my pack and the pain prove to be a devastating combination. For the first time since the attack, I let myself breakdown. Sobs wrack my body as I feel everything come down on my full force. I cry for my pack, for my family and friends, for everything I've lost, and for the continued distress I've been put through. I grab a pillow and push it into my face, muffling my scream of both emotional and physical pain.

There's a knock at the door and I try to calm down, to muffle any noise I'm making even more by pressing myself into the pillow even more. I don't want anyone to see me while I'm this vulnerable. Apparently I'm unsuccessful because I hear the turn of the doorknob as the door is opened.

"Oh Alexandra." I hear Theo sigh sadly before his steps move closer to the bed, I don't turn to look at him, I can't bear to see the pity in his eyes.

Theo takes the liberty of laying on the bed next to me and I have no energy to protest. He gently pulls me into his body, my head resting on his chest. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to stop the endless flow of tears. 

Theo's hand gently rubs my back as he softly talks to me, "It's okay little warrior, let it all out. You're going to be alright, it might take time but you'll eventually be okay. I'm not going to let anything happen to you Alexandra, you're safe here." He continues to whisper sweet nothings to me and eventually I calm down and find myself drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

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We just saw Alex lose it, everything became too much and it led to her breaking down. She lets Theo comfort her though, so maybe that's progress for those two?

Would you all want to see Theo's POV and how he's dealing with all of this?

As always, feedback is highly encouraged and I'd love to hear your thoughts! Thanks for reading!

xx.