The handle turned before I could finish opening it myself. Grandmother stood in the doorway, her weathered face creased with worry and something that looked like guilt. Behind her, I caught a glimpse of Alpha Williams, his expression unreadable.
"Imogen, dear," Grandmother said gently. "You shouldn't be up yet. The Goddess warned us you would need time to recover."
"The Goddess warned you?" I laughed, the sound coming out harsh and bitter. "Right. Because apparently everyone knows more about what's happening to me than I do."
I swayed on my feet, and this time I couldn't stop Kyle from steadying me with a gentle hand on my elbow. The contact sent warmth shooting up my arm, and I hated how much my body craved that comfort.
"We need to talk," Grandmother said, her eyes moving between the
