Chapter 23

Daphne’s point of view. “Family of Drake Anderson?” A nurse called. I shoved my phone in my pocket and rushed towards her, she raised an eyebrow at me. “Are you his family?” she asked. “No” “Where’s his family?” she asked again. I tilted my head as I tried to recall any of his family members that I know, but there was none. He was living with his grandma before he left the pack, but she died just a month after he left. “He doesn’t have family members anymore” I told her. “Then what’s your relationship with him? His mate?” Isn’t his mate his family too? I just told her I’m not his family and she’s still asking if I’m his mate, isn’t she confusing herself?. “I’m not his mate, I’m his friend and I brought him here” I said. “Oh” she nodded. “The doctor wants to see you” she made way for me. I rushed into the ward but stopped abruptly, when I saw Drake’s face totally covered in bandages and a gasp slipped off my mouth -are his injuries that serious?. “You’re…?” A man in white coat trailed o