CHAPTER 20

Before something fell to the floor, there were several curse words, and someone shouted.

Lelandi opened her eyes. Holy sh*t! Lelandi laid on her side in her wolf form while shape-shifting in her delirious state, the IV pulled out and dangling over the floor, and the dreaded medical gown wedged between her front legs. If not, people would be perplexed as to why a patient would lose red fur, thus she prayed that whoever washed the linens was a lupus garous.

Rushing in, Darien and Trevor first noticed the mess Ritka had created on the floor before turning to look at Lelandi, the extraordinary sleepy red wolf.

Darien muttered under his breath, “Odin’s wounds, she’s a royal.”

“Hell, Darien, she’ll have a whole bunch of suitors if the word gets out. She ought to be at the veterinarian, though, if she’s going to shape-shift without warning, Trevor said.

Silva entered the room.

Darien commanded, “In and close the door.”

She quickly inside, shut the door, and grinned at Lelandi. “My, my. She’s