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her. Well, if you could call the way he prowled a hurry. The man looked as if he were on a leisurely stroll, yet still moved quickly.
    He held out a cup of water to her then slowly moved her hand away from her mouth. At his touch, she noticed the IV attached to her hand.
    “Drink this,” he drawled. “I have you on a saline drip since you needed fluids.”
    She greedily gulped the water down, quenching her parched throat. Her magic flexed, and she let out a sigh when she lowered the cup.
    “Thank you.”
    He nodded and filled the cup again. “I don’t know what your powers are, and I hadn’t wanted to ask another witch to come in here while you were unconscious to tell me. Because of that, I couldn’t give you too many pain meds, as I didn’t know how it would affect you. So I’m sorry if you’re hurting. I also couldn’t Heal your wounds like I would if you were Pack. I don’t have the bonds to work with. You did need fluids, though. So I could do that at least.”
    He sounded annoyed that he couldn’t do more for her, and yet he’d saved her life. She wasn’t sure what more he could have done under the circumstances.
    She drank again, this time slower. “You did more than most would do,” she finally said.
    Walker tilted his head, looking so much like a wolf it startled her. “I don’t know about that. And if that’s what you’re thinking, perhaps you need to meet better people.”
    Instead of commenting on that, she went back to something he’d said earlier. “I’m a water witch.” She gestured with the mug she was still holding. “So thank you for the water. You’re helping more than you know.” Belatedly, she worried that he’d take the water away from her, afraid of her powers like so many others had been. It wasn’t that she was ultra powerful, but that she’d come from… him . Come from a place that wasn’t meant to be.
    But Walker didn’t know that.
    Nor did he take her water away. Instead, he filled her cup again and checked her IV bag. “I don’t know as I’ve met a water witch before,” he said smoothly. “I probably have, but they’re rare, aren’t they?”
    She shook her head. “We’re not as rare as air or spirit witches, but we’re not as prevalent as earth and fire ones. We’re sort of just…in the middle I guess.”
    Walker nodded then leaned against the bed. She was up on one elbow, giving her side a break. “I’m glad we found you when we did, though I’m sure as hell sorry we couldn’t save your brother.”
    A sharp lance to her heart.
    “He was my twin.”
    Walker cursed under his breath. “I’m sorry, Leah. Damn sorry. I’m a triplet myself. I have connections, bonds to the Pack and to my siblings, but there’s something different about how it is with me, Kameron, and Brandon. So, fuck, Leah. I’m sorry.”
    There were three of them that looked like Walker? The Talons were a lucky Pack. Though it was Ryder that kept coming back to her mind. She pushed it out again, knowing it wasn’t worth it. She would be leaving soon, running again. Wouldn’t she?
    “I’m sorry, as well,” a voice said from the doorway. Ryder’s voice.
    She turned quickly and winced when she pulled on her stitches.
    Ryder came to her side, a frown on his face. “Did you hurt yourself?” His nostrils flared. “I don’t smell fresh blood, so that’s good.”
    Walker let out a snort. “Big brother over here is a little overprotective it seems. Your stitches are fine, and I would guess if I gave you a pool of water and let you chant or spell, you’d be able to finish healing at least the main parts. Right?”
    She pulled her gaze from Ryder’s deep blue eyes and nodded at Walker. “Yes, usually. I can’t heal mortal wounds or anything too critical, but I can do some healing. Nothing like you can with your bonds to the Pack.”
    “Can you heal others?” Ryder asked.
    Her powers flared, as if they were a separate part of her, reaching out for him. She couldn’t quite