The terror that had gripped everyone for hours finally began to bleed off, leaving behind aching fatigue after hours of the adrenaline bleeding away. Valeria stood near the corner of the waiting room, watching her family huddled together and conversing in whispers.
Theon was still seated in front of Azaria's door, sitting with his head in his hands, completely consumed by the relief of knowing his mate was safe, but still afraid of what was to come. Everyone was drained, physically and emotionally, all waiting until Azaria woke and the overwhelming emotions and just being in a hospital felt a little claustrophobic to Valeria. She stepped away from the group quietly, her shoes making barely any sound as she slipped out into the air of the courtyard.
