Chapter 47

Aria's perspective 

Neon carried me from the car to the bedroom in his arms. He dropped me on the bed and grabbed his phone from the table. 

He turned his back to me, with the phone pressed against his ear. “Call the pack doctor, he has to be here in the next minute. He shouldn’t keep me waiting!” He growled on the phone. 

I helped myself to sit up on the bed, a hand wrapped around the wounded arm. “Won’t I get infected? Will I turn into a werewolf?” I blurt out my fears. 

Neon turned whilst holding the phone, and he placed a hand on the speakers. 

“You’ll be fine honey, the bite won’t turn you into a werewolf.” He tried to smile and assured me that I was gonna be fine, but he failed to do it. I couldn’t tell he was worried. 

“Hello, give the pack doctor the phone, he isn’t close? Then tell him to hurry to my mansion immediately, I will give him a