"How long will it take?" Jay sat on the edge of the bed, her hands holding Mina's in her lap.
"It's hard to know for sure," Deacon sat in a chair beside the bed.
"You don't know roughly how long?" Jay pressed, a look of desperation written all over her face.
"For some it takes hours, others days, in some rare cases weeks," Sighing, he ran a hand down his face. Like everyone else, he was on edge and barely keeping it together.
"Why are you hovering over her?" Jay sighed, glancing over at the stoic man sitting by Mina like an attack dog ready to defend her if needed.
"He's her maker," Deacon frowned, glancing over at Maximus. "The sire bond is strong. It will compel him to stay close to keep her safe, especially while she's transitioning," His gaze flitted over Mina before looking
