Delilah walked into the room, looking around, and could help but grab her arm, squeezing it nervously. "You are going to have to put your hair up, and remove your shirt, Delilah." She looked at Summer. "I want the shirt back. It belongs to Raz." Summer nodded. "Of course, dear. We will have to sedate you, but you should be awake in about an hour." She carefully unbuttoned the shirt, and set it down on the chair, and threw her hair up into a bun as Summer helped her clip it in place. She got up on the table lying face down but was resting her face on her arms. Delilah was surprised when she felt someone grab her hand, and looked up to see Talilah there, and could help but smile at her sister. "You don't have to stay here. What about your mate?" Talilah shrugged. "She's asleep besides

