How close?

Elena's POV.

With panic blowing terribly at the tip of my stomach, I quickly sat up on the bed and tried to push myself to my feet.

An agonizing pang of pain struck my chest, knocking me back down to the bed.

After several more attempts to leave the bed and falling right back to my previous position wailing in agony and pain, I surrendered to my helpless situation and fell back to the bed, streams of tears rolled down my cheeks.

If Killian found out about this from Darius, things would never remain the same again.

As I lay helplessly on the bed, my heart pounded drastically, different thoughts ran through my head. What would be my faith with Killian if the truth finally came out? How would he look at me? Will he yet again, banish me from the pack, and this time, demand that I never return?

My heart almost jumped right out of my chest as the door roughly creaked open and Killian walked in. Once my gaze landed on his face, I knew my worst fears had manifested.

He had a huge frown smeare