Talia's POV
New Orleans Coven House
The fever finally broke after three days. His eyes opened and he recognized me. I was crying, this hadn't been an easy time for me. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, and my wolf and I hated we were the cause of his pain. I moved my hand over his damp face, pushing the hair aside. "Welcome back, baby," I said.
"I love you, Talia, but don't make me do this again," he said as he cracked a smile. "I feel like shit."
"You've looked better, my mate. Drink some fluids, you need it." He drained three bottles of Gatorade as fast as I handed them to him. "Come on, let's get you into the bath." He groaned a little as I moved him; the change was on a DNA level according to what Jarrod had told me, and every cell in his body had been through the wringer. I had no
