Sometime later she felt herself being lifted back into a sitting position. She forced her eyes open.
“You're starting to heal,” a male voice said.
Her vision slowly cleared and she saw the voice belonged to the big, muscled man from yesterday. “Nice of you to drop by,” she said groggily.
“Do you have any language besides sarcasm?” he said with an eye roll.
“I don't know, probably not right now.”
“Anyway, you're healing up. So your wolf is coming back. I'm supposed to inject you with wolfsbane and do a number on you. So, I'll rough you up a bit and leave. I'm going to keep the Alpha busy, it's almost night fall. Once I'm gone, give it just enough time for you to heal up enough to move quickly and then go. Run for your life, because you will be. The Alpha is out for blood. Something
