ROWAN.
"Hey," she said softly. Her voice was still rough.
I sat down on the edge of the bed.
"How long was I out?" she asked.
"About eight hours."
She pushed herself up to sitting and the blankets pooled around her waist. "Where were you?"
"Dealing with the situation."
"Did you find who did it?"
"We found the wolf who picked your lock and disabled your alarm. He's not talking yet."
Her jaw tightened. "Yet?"
"Torhana's working on changing his mind."
She was quiet for a moment. Then she reached for my hand and pulled gently. "Come here."
I moved closer and she curled into my side. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
"I keep replaying it," she said quietly. "The moment I realized something was wrong. When I couldn't swallow. When my throat started closing."
"Don't think about
