MISUNDERSTOOD INTENTIONS

**Alivia POV**

My eyelids fluttered open, and my vision was hazy as I slowly regained consciousness. The familiar sterile scent of the pack house infirmary invaded my nostrils, a mixture of disinfectant and herbs, making me wince. I inhaled deeply, and the acrid scent sent a pang of anxiety through me, reminding me of the battle with the rogue wolf. The memory hit me like a wave, and my worry intensified images of Jess being attacked and her life hanging by a thread flashed before my eyes in a collage of fear and despair.

The throbbing pain in my head intensified with each beat of my heart, sending waves of discomfort through my body. I furrowed my brow, trying to recall the events leading up to my current state. The memories were still hazy, my mind struggling to make sense of the fragmented images and sensations. I remembered the chaos of the battle, the snarling of the rogue wolf, and the frantic shouts of the pack members. But how had I ended up in the infirmary? Had I been knocked down? Or did I get injured while trying to protect Jess?

I tried to connect the dots and my head throbbed even more fiercely, a sharp pain shooting through my temples. I winced, gritting my teeth against the discomfort. I needed answers, and I needed them fast. With a surge of determination, I pushed myself up, despite the grogginess that clouded my senses. I couldn't afford to stay down for long. Jess needed me. I had to find out how she was doing, and what the extent of her injuries was. My heart clenched with fear, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and my body protested, ignoring it I pushed myself up, steadying myself against the bedpost.

As I made my way through the empty halls of the pack house, my hand trailed along the cool stone wall to steady myself. Each step felt heavier than the last, and memories of Jess's agony and terror flooded through my mind, threatening to overwhelm me. I vividly recalled the sight of her falling to the ground, her eyes filled with pain and desperation, her breaths shallow and weak. The image of her lying there, vulnerable and injured, sent a pang of anguish through my chest. I pushed myself harder forcing my way to Dr. Volkov’s room, my head still throbbing and my legs feeling like jelly, but I couldn't bear the thought of losing her.

My steps slowed to a halt whilst trying to catch my breath, I heard the familiar sound of raised voices coming from the room next to me. My heart pounded in my chest, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of relief knowing that Jess is alive. But as I listened more closely, my excitement was quickly replaced with worry. I pushed against the wall and approached the slightly ajar door, I peeked through the crack in the door and saw Adrienne standing in front of Jess, his posture defensive as he tried to explain himself. Jess's eyes were ablaze with anger, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. Her voice was raised, her words pouring out in a torrent of emotion.

"You really think Alivia would try to harm me?!" Her voice rang out, sharp and accusatory. "She's my best friend, Adrienne! She saved my life out there!"
I felt a lump form in my throat, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Why would Adrienne think I would hurt her?

Adrienne's voice, barely above a whisper, reached my ears. I could sense the strain in his tone as he tried to explain. "Jess, you're my mate," he said, his voice wavering. "I saw her using an unstable power that shook me to my very core, I thought she was a threat to you. I couldn’t just stand there and do-nothing Jess. I misunderstood."

I struggled to catch my breath, my mind racing with confusion. What was this unstable power that Adrienne spoke of? I couldn't remember anything about it. Had I used a power that I wasn't aware of? The uncertainty of the situation only added to my frustration, leaving me with more questions than answers.

I could feel the weight of Jess's anger and Adrienne's remorse, and it was overwhelming. I wanted to do something, anything, to ease the tension, but I knew I had to be patient.

Jess's voice cracked as she spoke, her emotions raw and unfiltered. "A misunderstanding? That's not good enough!" Her voice broke, and I could hear the tears in her words. "You almost hurt my best friend, Adrienne!"

Jess shook her head, her frustration evident. She looked torn between her anger and her love for Adrienne, and it was clear that her emotions were in turmoil.

I could no longer stand idly by. I pushed the door open, stepping into the room, my heart pounding in my chest. Both Jess and Adrienne turned to look at me, surprise registering on their faces.

"Jess, Adrienne, please," I spoke, my voice shaky with emotion. “What’s going on here?"

As Jess embraced me, I felt a mix of relief and joy. Her hug was warm and comforting. I hugged her back just as tightly, glad that she is alive. Jess pulled away slightly her eyes scanning mine

“Now will you tell me what’s going on?” I ask

"Alivia, “Jess spoke up her voice filled with a mix of emotions, tears glistening in her eyes. “Adrienne tried to attack you because he thought you were trying to harm me,"

Adrienne looked torn, his gaze shifting between Jess and me. He seemed lost, remorse weighing heavily on him. "I saw your power, and I thought you were a threat," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I misunderstood, Alivia."

I furrowed my brow, struggling to comprehend what they were saying. "What power?" I asked, genuinely puzzled. I had no recollection of using any power during the battle, and it left me confused and bewildered.

Jess and Adrienne exchanged surprised glances, realizing that I had no memory of my own actions. As Jess took a deep breath, I felt a lump form in my throat, and my heart raced with a mix of fear and curiosity.