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“No,” I croaked. “Just him. She shot him twice, I destroyed the gun, and she fled. God, Shado, I thought he was dead. It’s a miracle I got him here at all. I can’t lose him.”
“It’s going to be okay,” she said. “Isaac is the best surgeon on the Southern Crescent. He’s Jack’s Alpha. If anyone could save Jackson, it’d be him.”
I wiped the tears from my cheeks. “I pray you’re right.”
“Jack’s a fighter.”
A knock sounded on the door and we both jumped. A voice called out, “Dodo Bird, it’s Tate. I’ve got the things you asked for.”
“That’s just creepy,” she muttered, opening the door. She reached into the halo of light and pulled Jackson’s best friend, a six-foot-four werewolf with sandy blonde hair into the room with us. “You have excellent timing. Did you bring her some clothes?”
I blinked at him in surprise. “How did you find us in here?”
“I smelled you.” He smiled, tapping his nose.
“Did you bring her clothes?” Shado repeated.
“Of course, Darling.” Tate turned his smile on her and produced a green duffle bag from behind his back. “You asked, and so you shall receive.”
“Thanks,” she said, setting it down on the sink, turning to hide her blush.
His blue eyes swept over my clothes. “Holy hell, you look like a drowned pink rat. Is all that blood from Jack?”
I nodded. “Yeah. It’s bad, he’s—”
Before I could finish my sentence, the large man wrapped his arms around me and crushed me against his chest. I flinched, but the only vision that surfaced was the vision of Jackson as his blood coated onto my skin.
“Tate, let her go,” Shado squealed. “You’re going to make her sick.”
The werewolf dropped me and stepped back as far as the room would allow, which wasn’t much. With the three of us in the tiny bathroom, claustrophobic was an understatement.
“Sorry,” he said. “I forgot. I just thought you looked like you could use a hug.”
“It’s okay. I did need a hug. Don’t worry about it.”
He frowned. “Are you okay?”
“I’ll be okay when Jackson’s awake and healing,” I said. “Thanks for the clothes.”
“Of course,” he nodded. “I’ll leave you two to get cleaned up. Me and some of the others are in the waiting room.”
“Thanks, Tate,” Shado said, ushering him out the door.
The idea that there were more than three werewolves in the hospital gave me an uneasy chill. In my experience, werewolves and witches didn’t get along. Jackson, Tate, and Isaac were the exceptions. Most of the pack hated me for taking Jackson away from them.Tate was the first friend I made in the pack, and that was in large part because he and Jackson had been best friends since birth.
“Hey, Earth to Rebekah,” Shado said, waving a hand in front of my face.
I jumped. “What? Sorry.”
“Do you need my help getting cleaned up and changed?” she sighed.
“No, I can do it,” I said. “Thank you, though. I really appreciate all this, Shado. I do.”
“We’re family.” She smiled, backing out of the room. “I’ll be right outside if you need me.”
I nodded and she closed the door, leaving me alone in the bathroom. I didn’t want her to go, but I didn’t have the energy to make her stay. I’d diverted what little strength and magic I had left into keeping myself upright. Once Jackson was safe, I’d sleep for a week.
My face in the mirror was a shade past horrifying. My skin looked pale, but Jackson’s blood had stained the places where I’d tried to wipe the rain from my eyes. Blindly, I grabbed a wad of paper towels, wet them, and started to scrub again. First my face, and then my neck. I stripped off my shirt and bra and scrubbed every inch of me that I could reach. Peeling out of my clothes until I stood naked in front of the mirror. I was as clean as I could get in a shower-less hospital bathroom.
