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sure I heard him say something about the drug working too well as he made his getaway,” Frank added.
    “Oh, God,” he whispered.
    “We’ll call the Alpha and let him know about his sister. You just focus on her.”
    Not knowing what else to do, he picked her hand up and cradled it between his two larger ones. He was too afraid to touch her anywhere else. When the medics arrived he was nudged out of the way as they checked her over and got her onto a stretcher. Thankfully, since it was a shifter town, the medics would be able to treat her properly.
    Beside him, Evan heard Frank tell the police exactly what happened while Rita informed the medics they would need to check for the shifter enhanced date rape drugs. At the sound of that word Evan felt bile rise up to his throat. Stumbling off to the side, he groped at the wall, emptying the contents of his stomach. When he finally stopped heaving, Evan realized a strong hand was rubbing his back. Chase stood behind him, his jaw clenched and tears glistening in his eyes.
    “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” His voice cracked, from fear or anger he wasn’t sure, as he and allowed Chase to pull him into a hug.
    “It’s okay, man. She is gonna be okay,” his friend soothed. “Let’s go to the hospital. Mum and dad are already there and we can get more answers, okay?”
    Evan didn’t say anything as Chase led him out to the other man’s car. The whole ride there all he could think of was how surreal everything felt. He had finally pulled his head out of his arse, and now he might lose her. It was a thought he couldn’t bear.

Chapter Three
     
    Summer came awake slowly, the pain pulling her out of her sleep. She blinked up at the unfamiliar ceiling, not recognizing where she was. Her eyes roamed the room, and she was careful not to move her head that currently felt like it had a herd of elephants doing the conga in it. Summer grimaced when she realized she was in a hospital room. She hated hospitals.
    Deep heavy breathing drew her attention to her right. Expecting it to be her father or one of her brothers, Summer’s eyes widened when she saw it was Evan who sat slouched in the chair beside her bed. What on earth?
    The man looked ragged, dark rings standing out under his eyes and the heavy growth along his jaw suggested he hadn’t shaved in a while. What could have possibly happened to make the perfectly groomed and unshakable Evan MacKenzie look as if he’d been dragged through hell and back?
    She racked her brain trying to remember what had happened. Summer recalled attending the Christmas party with Brad, and there was a vague memory of a conversation with Evan, but everything after that was a blank. It was as if everything had just stopped for a while. Given the fact she was now lying in a hospital bed, Summer had a feeling she didn’t want to remember.
    Needing some answers, Summer tried to wake the man. “Evan?”
    She barely contained a laugh as Evan’s head shot up, his bleary eyes trying to focus in on the room. When his gaze turned to hers, he sucked in a breath. Summer was shocked to see tears well in his silver eyes as he looked her over, as if making sure she was really there.
    “Hey,” Evan’s hoarse whispers washed over her, sending frissons of heat through her body.
    Damn, the man. He could twist her up, even as she lay broken in a bed. And that was exactly how she felt—broken.
    “Hey,” she croaked, her throat dry. “What am I doing here?”
    Evan leaned forward, bringing a cup of water to her lips. “You fell down a set of stairs. The doctors said you were pretty lucky.”
    Summer pulled a face at him. She didn’t feel too lucky at the moment. “Anything broken?”
    “There was and possibly still is a hairline fracture in your wrist, and you received a concussion. You also had a number of cuts and bruises but they have mostly already healed,” Evan sighed, brushing his knuckles over her cheek. “All in all, you came out pretty