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I woke up in a room I didn’t recognize. When I tried to sit up, someone put their hand on my shoulder and made me lie back down. I followed the hand and came face to face with a worried looking Zev. “Are you okay?” He asked, looking everywhere in my body and finally settling his gaze in my eyes. “I’m fine. Where am I?” “You’re in my room.” I looked around and noticed that it was a typical guy room, with Zev’s scent all over the place. “How long was I out?” I asked, placing my hand over my head. The pain I felt before blacking out was gone and my body didn’t hurt. If there had been an injury, it had healed on its own. I was worried that someone might have noticed I healed too quickly and found it suspicious. If Zev or any of the guys saw my healing gift, they would surely freak out.