I woke up the next morning laying on my side in our bed. I felt a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and I could tell my head was on someone's chest because my head was lifting and lowering with their breaths.

"Good morning babe. Do you need to use the bathroom or anything?" I heard Jackson say and I felt the chest vibrate under me. I thought about it before shaking my head.

"No I'm fine I just want to say here like this." I mumbled nuzzleing my head into his chest. As I moved I felt Caleb's arms tighten around my waist as he nuzzled himself into my back.

"Good I want to stay like this too." He said back and I bet if he could he would be purring right now.

"Jackson?"

"Yes babe?"

"Do......do you think I'll be able walk again?" I mumbled glancing up at him.

"Yes babe. I know you will. Your a fighter." He said looking down at me with a loving look running his fingers down my face. I nodded placing my waist down on his chest closing my eyes. I fell back asleep with Jackson running his fingers through my hair.

*a few hours later*

I groaned as the physical therapist pushed my knees to my chest. I was down in our weight room in the castle. Jackson and Caleb didn't want me to travel anywhere to get physical therapy with the war still going on. But thankfully Caleb said that the Rouges are pulling back. They made a fatal move of trecking through one of our densest forests thinking it would cover them but we had multiple troops there. They also had 80% of their troops go in that forest and we killed 95% of them so now the rouges are very out numbered.

But anyways the twins paid a physical therapist to come to the castle to help me. So here we are, me laying flat on my back on some mats while the therapist stretched my legs out. I guess the doctor we went to was wrong about me being paralyzed because I could feel all the pain from the man pulling and pushing on my legs.

"Well we're done for today. Your probably going to have a fast recovery, your leg muscles haven't tightened up or anything like we see in usual patients (I don't know if that's true or not but just go with it) just have one of your mates stretch your legs out in between our sessions. So I'll see you next week." The guy, Randy, said as he got off the floor leaving. I sighed relaxing into the mat trying to catch my breath.

"Hey babe how are you feeling?" Caleb asked as he walked in.

"We.....we need to call a werewolf doctor......I....I don't think the other doctor was right about me being paralyzed completely." I panted reaching up wiping sweat off my forehead. I looked up at Caleb to see him already on the phone. I pulled myself up and shuffled my way to my wheelchair. Just as I was about to pull myself up I felt his arms wrap around me pulling me up.

"Ok I called one of the packs to ask if they could sent one of their doctors and they agreeded. So she should be arriving in a few hours. I nodded my head really hopping that their doctor was wrong and that I would be able to walk soon. I hate having to basically relying on the twins for almost everything...even going to the bathroom. That's the worst. I feel like I'm a little child not being able to do anything. It sucks, just plain old sucks.