The room was filled with the gentle beeping sounds. Tucked in her bed, Willow looked as though she was peacefully sleeping.
I sucked in a quick breath, entering the room and carefully closing the door behind me. I walked slowly towards Willow, trying to make sense of what I was seeing.
My sister had shifted back into her human form, most likely induced by a drug. However, even though she had shifted back, there was still a hollow gauntness in her cheeks that scared me.
Just like how her wolf was losing fur, my sister's human form also had thin, sparse hair with several bald patches. Her cheeks were sullen, and there were all sorts of cuts and bruises that littered her body.
If this was the state she was in after receiving a huge amount of blood to help with her blood loss, it barely helped her heal. It seemed to just be enough to keep her from dying, but she certainly still looked every bit like the dead.
