I nodded. “She did a great job taking care of him, but she can’t fix this.”

Teresa sniffed and I finally turned and met her gaze. Her eyes were glowing, meaning her wolf was close to the surface. “Is that sulfur?”

Tears welled, and I tried to blink them away. “Yes.”

“Oh shit,” she said as she sat on the end of the bed. “This is really bad.”

“I know.” A single tear managed to slip free, and I quickly brushed it away. I couldn’t break now. I had to be strong.

“Do you think…” Teresa started and stopped. I waited for her question, but I could guess what she was going to ask. I’d been asking myself that same question.

“Do you know what’s going to happen to him?” She said finally.

“I don’t know for sure, but… Did you see Daniel?”

“Yup.”

I gave her a level stare.

“No. No. That can’t happen.”

I shrugged. “That’s my best guess. Although nothing is certain. If I can find a way to stop it, then he could be back to normal in no time.” That was a long shot, but I had hope. I cleared my throat. “Thank you. I’m sorry I used you, but—”

She sliced her hand through the air to cut me off. “Don’t even. God. Whatever you did boosted my power to like the umpteenth degree. I never felt so strong or so fast before.”

I nodded. It had cost me a good dose of energy that I didn’t have to give, but if it had stopped Daniel from killing my brother, then it was worth it. At least now I had a shot at figuring out how to save him. Undoing some nasty magic was far better than trying to fix a ripped out throat. That was impossible to fix.

Thank goodness Teresa wasn’t angry. “Well, I’m sorry I didn’t ask your permission.”

“It’s fine. But now I know why Luciana wants you back so badly.”

I sighed. “Yeah.” Would I go back? If she promised to save Raphael, I wouldn’t have a choice.

“I know what those girls said, but take it from me. Trusting Luciana isn’t a good idea. No matter what she promises.”

“But if she can save Raphael…” I reached out, cradling his hand in both of mine. “I don’t know that I could risk his life.”

“Don’t even—”

A cell phone rang, and I recognized Raphael’s ringtone. That was his phone.

“That’s why I came down here. Not just to check on you, but Raphael dropped his phone in the quad and it keeps ringing.” She pulled his small flip phone from her pocket and handed it over. “It says Matt.”

I groaned. He was probably the last person I wanted to deal with right now.

“Is that the douchebag?”

I laughed. “Yeah. That’s the douchebag.”

“Why is he calling your brother?”

“Probably because I don’t have a cell phone.”

“You don’t have a cell phone?”

I took the phone from her and it stopped ringing. Saved by the bell. “You remember the amazing cell reception at the compound.”