turned to the table she’d claimed earlier and took a giant gulp of her coffee. Jacob yelled for her to stop, and then everything went black.
She couldn’t remember anything else.
“You’re awake,” Logan said beside her.
“Yeah,” she looked at him and smiled. “I had a strange dream.”
“How do you feel?”
“Okay. How did I get here?” she asked.
He turned on his side to face her.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“I remember being in the coffee shop with Layla and the guys. We were laughing and then I took a drink of my coffee and Jacob started yelling at me. I turned to question him, and everything went black. What happened?”
“You were poisoned,” he revealed.
“Poisoned? Really?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” he got up and walked to her side of the bed.
“How? Why?”
“Try to sit up now, okay?” he said, holding out his hand. “Why don’t we go downstairs, and I’ll make you an omelet and tell you everything I know. You have to be starving.”
“I am pretty hungry,” she said, taking his hand and sitting on the edge of the bed. “How long have I been out?”
“Three days.”
“Three days?” she repeated. “Oh my god.”
“Yeah,” he agreed. “Be careful getting up, your legs might be wobbly at first.”
She used his forearm for leverage and pushed off the bed with her other hand. The sudden urge to use the restroom assaulted her and she carefully took a step in the direction of the room she needed.
Her legs seemed tired, but she didn’t need to lean on him for support. She walked the short distance on her own, and by the time she finished her business her muscles felt stronger.
Logan led the way down the stairs and she followed him into the kitchen and took a seat at the table. The tiny amount of movement had exerted her more than she realized it would, and she needed the break.
She watched Logan prepare her food, but he didn’t start talking until he set her plate in front of her and took the seat across from her.
“The man we were holding murdered one of the guards and knocked the other one out cold. We’re still not completely sure how he managed it, but he escaped and tracked you down at the coffee house.
“From what Jacob said, you left your drink unattended and he didn’t realize you’d gone back to it until you’d already taken a drink. He yelled at you to stop, but one drink was all it took. Shifter blood is poisonous to humans, and that cat dumped a lot in your cup.”
“So what happened?” she asked.
“Usually, if a human drinks shifter blood, depending on the amount, they suffer small tremors and then slowly fade away. If a healer reaches them in time, they can withdrawal the poison out of the body and save the victim. You had so much in your system, you started convulsing hard. Mason and Jacob had a hell of a time carrying you up to Layla’s apartment, and the healer used a lot of power to sedate you, but she couldn’t retract the poison.”
“What do you mean?”
“Becca, you have to understand there was no other choice.”
He was starting to scare her, and she put her fork down.
“Logan, you’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
“I know you hate shifters, but whether or not we complete the bond, you’re still my mate,” he said solemnly. “I couldn’t let you die.”
“What are you talking about? I don’t hate shifters,” she said.
“When I told you about my bear you ran,” he accused.
“I ran at first because I was afraid, but I stayed away because you let me go,” she reminded him. “I don’t hate shifters, Logan.”
“That’s good, because I had to change you in order to save your life.”
“Change me?” she asked.
“Turn you into a shifter.”
“I’m like you now?” she smiled. “I can change into a bear?”
“Yes, but you’re not obligated to stay with me after your training,” he said. “I can get Layla and some of the guys to help so you won’t be stuck with me the whole