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ROMAN Stevie fainting today was not one of the things I expected the day to turn out to be. She was just fine. What could have made her faint? She has never fainted before. It was extremely rare with the werewolves. The only way someone was going faint was if they had something very wrong with them- like a terminal werewolf illness or something. Stevie did not have those. Her body was limp as we reached the werewolf council because Leila had taken a leave and I did not trust anyone to take care of her. When we reached the council’s clinic, Daemon came out of the car and opened the door for me. I rushed with her into the hospital until we reached the treatment room and then I left her with the doctors. I leaned back on the door and sighed while Daemon stood in front of me, his eyebrows k