Chapter 63 I'm Her Mate

　　Freya's POV 　　The air always carried the scent of pungent antiseptic, and as I opened my eyes, I found myself surrounded by whiteness. 　　I was about to sit up when I noticed a sharp pain in my shoulder and neck. Wincing, I instinctively reached for the source of the pain, realizing I was in the middle of a pristine white hospital room. 　　Rubbing my head, I was haunted by vague memories as if I had seen Kingsley before passing out. 　　Kingsley, what on earth had I been dreaming about? 　　My eyes snapped open, and I was greeted by a cacophonous commotion in the hallway. The owner of the voice seemed rather irate, and it appeared that a large crowd had gathered on the ground floor. 　　"How is my mate? I warn you, if anything goes wrong with her, I won't spare you!" 　　"Alright, sir, you've repeated that sentence five times now. I've just confirmed with the doctor that there's nothing wrong with the patient, and she'll wake up later." The nurse's voice sounded helpless this time, leaving the