“Uh, okay,” Cece said.
“Good.” The woman handed her the bottle of water. “Drink up. You’re probably a bit dehydrated.”
Cece drank as the woman sat on the side of the bed. “Do you remember me, Cece? We met once at Elora’s.”
“Yes,” Cece said. “You’re a jaguar shifter and Ronin’s mate.”
“That’s right. I’m Katarina, but you can call me Kat.”
“Where am I?” Cece asked.
“You’re at our house,” Kat said. “Ronin and Garth brought you here after the accident last night. You’ve been asleep for most of the day.”
“I don’t think it was an accident,” Cece said.
“It was one hundred percent not an accident.” Willow walked into the room, followed by Ronin. “Ronin and Garth watched them deliberately run you off the road.”
“Hey, tiny tree witch,” Ronin said. “How are you?”
“Alive because of you. Again,” Cece said. “Thank you, Ronin.”
“Don’t mention it. Saving witches after they’ve been impaled with tree branches is turning into my specialty.” He winked at her as Willow sat on the other side of the bed and took Cece’s hand.
“Did you recognize anything about the car that ran you off the road?” Willow asked.
Cece shook her head. “No, but I didn’t really see it. It was dark, and they were driving fast.” She glanced at Ronin. “You didn’t happen to get their license plate, huh?”
“Unfortunately, no,” Ronin said. “We just thought it was an asshole driver until he sent you into the fucking trees.”
“Why were you behind me?” Cece asked. “Does that other guy live near me or something?”
“No,” Willow said, glancing at Kat. “We’ve had a security detail on you since you were attacked.”
“You… what?” Cece stared at Willow as there was a knock on the open door, and the man from last night, Garth, stepped into the room.
Willow smiled at him. “This is Garth. He’s a bull shifter, and he’s been keeping an eye on you. It’s why he was following you last night.”
Cece glanced at Ronin. “Why were you with him?”
“Just hitching a ride home after Garth saw you home safely and Davis took over,” Ronin said.
She had no idea who Davis was, but before she could ask, Garth approached the bed.
“Hey, Cece. It’s nice to meet you.” Garth held out his hand, and Cece shook it.
“Nice to meet you, too.”
“Glad to see you’re feeling better. Last night was -”
Garth was interrupted by an angry roar coming from downstairs.
“What the hell is that?” Kat hissed lightly under her breath as a broad grin crossed Ronin’s face.
“That, Kitten, is the sound of one pissed off polar bear.”
The floors and walls vibrated as something stomped down the hallway outside the room. Cece’s eyes widened when Briggs ducked into the room and headed straight for Garth. With a loud growl, he grabbed the smaller man and shoved him into the wall.
Garth staggered upright, and Cece stared in shock at the hole in the drywall.
