Page 61 of Cuffed By the Wolf

“Thank you, doctor,” Tara and I say.

“Yes!” I exclaim.

I face the group gathered for Sasha. “She’s going to make a full recovery,” I announce.

Soft clapping begins to ripple through the room.

A few minutes later, Tara and I enter Sasha’s hospital room. My eyes move over Sasha’s bruised face and arms.

My wolf growls at the sight of her. We immediately want to burn this world down to keep her safe. Dropping in the seat on her right, I pick up her hand.

“Sasha, your sister is here.”

Tara lifts her other hand. “Gavin and I are here for you.”

Sasha’s fingers twitch in mine. Her eyes flutter open.

“Where am I?”

My heart thuds inside my chest with a kind of pain I didn’t know existed.

“You’re in the hospital,” I tell her.

“Ms. Gloria. I need to see her.”

Her eyes open and close again. “I couldn’t contain my magic.”

“Magic?” Tara questions.

“We’re, we’re witches,” Sasha announces.

“What?” Tara asks. “They must have you on the good stuff. You’ll feel better soon.”

Sasha winces as she turns her head, meeting my gaze.

I brush a thumb over the back of her hand lightly. “Sasha, take it easy.”

She smiles. “My mate.”

A half-smile lifts my lips. Sasha doesn’t want to be non-mates. She wants to be my mate.

Her eyes close again.

“Tara, you’re right, she’s on heavy painkillers. I’ll send for Ms. Gloria,” I say.

I hit the call button on the remote and ask the nurse to send Gloria Morris up.

In the meantime, I peel back the blanket to get a look at Sasha’s body. I need to see what that asshole did to her.

Her right leg is badly injured. My hand runs over the bandages wrapping her leg. I’ll have to wait to look at her chest and stomach later. I pull the blanket up to her neck, covering her body.

A sharp rap sounds on the door.

“Come in,” I respond.

Gloria steps inside, smiling warmly. “Hello, Sheriff.”

“Thanks for coming, Gloria.”