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sense.”
    “Will it work?”
    Connor shrugged. “I can also give you something to increase her sensitivity to pain. That way, you might get her to talk before the stimulant kills her. Or you might not.”
    It sounded as though that option gave no guarantee they would get the information they needed, and relief flooded Sebastian. “And the alternative?”
    “We try and work out what’s wrong with her.”
    Sebastian handed him the two remaining pills. “She had these on her when we captured her. I’ve given her one and she seems to be resting easier.”
    “Maybe we should wait and see then. In the meantime, I’ll get these analyzed. If I can work out what the cure is, I can take a guess at the illness.” He tore off one pill and handed the other to Sebastian. “I’ll check her over and take a blood sample as well, but the tests will probably take too long, so these are our best bet. If it looks like they’re working, give her another when she wakes up.”
     

Chapter Five
    She wasn’t dead.
    That much she knew, but no more. Not where she was or how she had come to be there. She shifted slightly, and a sharp pain ripped through her head. So she lay still, eyes closed, until the pain faded. Her brain felt fuzzy, her thoughts sticking like glue, but she had a faint memory of falling asleep with Sebastian’s deep, rich voice caressing her ears.
    Her back was blissfully warm, her front freezing where she’d kicked off the blankets. She rolled over, seeking the source of the warmth, and her nostrils filled with a musky, wild scent she didn’t recognize. Soft, silky fur brushed against her skin, and she remembered.
    Wolves.
    She shifted away and half opened her eyes. A huge, silver wolf lay on the bed beside her. Head resting on its paws, eyes open; it watched her closely. Some part of her mind told her she should panic, run. Instead, a dark blue gaze captured hers, and her fear receded.
    A shiver racked through her body. The wolf raised its head and inched closer on its belly, slowly, as though she was a wild creature it didn’t want to startle into flight.
    She was so cold and tired, and she could feel the heat emanating from the wolf. Reaching out, her fingers sank into the thick pelt. The wolf moved closer, until it lay against the length of her body, and she closed her eyes. As consciousness faded, she snuggled deeper into the warmth.
     
    When she woke the second time, she knew she was on the mend. She still didn’t want to move. The pillow was soft under her head, and as she breathed in, her nostrils filled with a warm masculine scent. Not what she usually woke up to. Her eyes flew open.
    The dim light revealed that she was out of the cage. Instead, she was in a large room, with high ceilings and pale walls. The meager light shone in through two tall windows, and beyond the glass she could see the moon, just past full.
    No longer cold—she was burning up.
    But the fire wasn’t inside her. She lay still and analyzed her immediate surroundings. A bed. A comfortable bed. Wrapped tight in blankets and spooned against something hard, and scalding hot.
    She’d never woken next to another person before. She had a faint flashback to waking earlier, and not alone, but her brain shied away from examining that memory.
    She lay tucked into the curve of a large, masculine body, the whole length of him imprinted along her back. She was still fully dressed, though her own clothes were gone. In their place, she wore grey sweats and a white T-shirt.
    The man was naked.
    His arm curled around her, his hand splayed against her belly. Without looking, she knew it was Sebastian Quinn, wrapped around her as if he didn’t want to let her go.
    For long minutes, she lay there unmoving. The pain in her body had dulled to a throbbing ache, her head felt clearer.
    Finally, she shifted slightly, and the hand on her stomach tightened, then slid up her body to rest on the curve of her breast. She held herself still as his palm rubbed