Chapter 7
**Kimberly’s POV**
"Wake up, Kimberly!" A gentle voice reached me as a hand softly touched my shoulder. I blinked my eyes open, rubbing them with both hands.
I glanced around, noticing the changes. The hospital room looked more like a garden now, with plants everywhere. The roof was clear, letting in natural light, making it feel like I was outside. The bed was still metal, but it looked different—like bamboo, warm and rustic. I remembered when hospitals switched to this style. At first, people complained about the cost, but it worked—shorter stays, faster recovery, no depression.
I sat up and saw Louis and Hannah sitting nearby. Pain shot through my body as I shifted on the bed.
"How do you feel, Kim?" Hannah asked, her face full of worry.
"I’m okay," I said, leaning back gently. "Why am I here?" I reached out, touching Louis’s hand.
"We don’t know. Alpha Darwin called us to come and stay with you," Louis replied, looking just as confused.
"My father actually called you?" I asked, shocked. He had never involved my friends in anything like this before.
"Yes, Alpha Darwin called," Hannah confirmed. "He told us to stick around and make sure you’re okay."
"My father said that?" I repeated, disbelief filling my voice. Why would my father want my friends to look after me? Something didn’t feel right.
"Yes, he did," Louis added. "He even told us not to leave you alone."