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When we returned to the house, I found it bustling with activity. The rogues were getting their orders for returning home. Marius was pacing in the entry way while Talia was trying to soothe him. I tried to mount the stairs to go see Echo, but they stopped me. “Dillon and Jean-Claude are with her, they’re finishing cleaning her up and getting her into her pajamas. They’ll let us know when someone can go see her.” Talia told me. I looked to Grayson. He appeared as upset to hear that as I was. He let out a small growl. Bellamy walked over and slapped him on the chest. “Don’t start. She’s in a fragile state and they said she hasn’t woken up at all. Neither one of them is interested in your female. This is what they were here to take care of. None of that possessive bullshit, Gray. She n