Tali's POV
The sound of a muffled argument from right outside my door wakes me.
It sounds like it’s the whole pack having a whispered argument that Luka keeps shushing, which has me rising from the bed and grabbing one of Dayne’s t-shirts before padding to the door.
After I pull the door open, I stare at the pack frantically whispering to each other in the hallway.
“Uh, is everything okay?”
Regan throws herself at me, and I stumble back into the bedroom from the force of her hug.
“Uh?”
“You’re okay,” Regan murmurs with her face pressed against my neck. “Dayne said to let you sleep, but I just wanted to know you were okay, and you are.”
She peels her face away and studies me closely. “You don’t look as bruised as you did before.”
“Thanks?” I mutter. “Now, what’s going on, and wher
