Slowly everything started to come back to her as she clawed her way back to consciousness. A small almost whimper escaped her as she flexed her fingers, digging into the sheets under her.
The sheets under her. Meaning that she was in her bed. Meaning that she wasn't in the field anymore.
Meaning that the fight was over.
Immediately her eyes snapped open and she quickly closed them, the light coming in from the window almost assaulting her. Another whimper escaped her as she registered the pain her body was in. The small glimpse she did have made it clear, she was in her room.
Her door opened and she knew by the scent that filled the room it was her mom. Deanna crossed over to her and stroked at her face.
"Mary." she whispered, her voice soft and calm. "How you feeling?"
"Okay." Mary whispered back, turning her head to press more into her moms touch. She was slowly coming more awake and then she could feel what felt like her entire body being covered in bandages and the scent of healing herbs filling the room. "What happened with the fight?"
She didn't have to see but knew her mom had hesitated.
"Mom tell me." Mary almost pleaded, unable to raise her voice above a whisper.
"You fell unconscious, there was so much blood." Deanna said, sitting on the edge of her bed, hand still on Mary's face and the other coming up to grip at Marys hand. "He...the both of you were fighting like it was for your life."
Mary swallowed as she remembered the fight, remembered the pain and how they were trying to bring the other down. "I'm okay." she whispered.
Deanna tightened her grip on Mary for a moment. "We've never really seen anything like it before, you were fighting so hard and so was he. We thought that...for a while there we thought you were going to die."
"I'm okay mom." Mary repeated, her voice shaking slightly from the exertion. "Mom, the fight."
"You stopped and then just fell to the ground, you were unconscious. They had to hold your dad back, he tried to rush in." Deanna told her. "And then, a second later, John also fell to the ground and was unconscious."
Mary felt her heart skip a beat, if they had both been unconscious, then neither of them would've been able to claim the title meaning that they might be able to have another fight to see who would win.
"That was three days ago." Deanna continued. "And everyone has been trying to figure out what it all means and what to do."
She could feel her mom take a deep breath and Mary knew that whatever was coming, she wasn't going to like it.
"The both of you fell unconscious." Deanna repeated. "But...you feel first baby. Then John. If it had been at the same time that would be different but...it wasn't."
Mary felt herself start to shake slightly, the unspoken words already registering. "No." she whimpered.
"You were unconscious and John wasn't, even if it was for a second." Deanna told her. "They've decided that due to that, he was the winner."
"He's going to be the pack alpha baby."
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