Gemma POV The sound of beeping and light snores pulls me from sleep. The need to empty my bladder has me trying to shimmy out of Alfonso's arms without waking him. I manage to free myself. I sit on the side of the bed to get my bearings. Grabbing hold of the IV pole, I stand a little unsteady, but I manage to stay upright. I take two steps and the door to my room opens quietly. Timothy's eyes meet mine and I know I'm about to get an earful. "What do you think your doing?" "Peeing, if you must know" I whisper. "You are not supposed to be walking around alone until we make sure all the poison is gone from your system," he says. "I feel fine. Elora and I are sure that the poison is gone." He looks at me confused and I roll my eyes. "Elora is my wolf." "Even so, you shouldn't be walking alo