The next couple of days were agonizing. Everyone went out of their way to take care of me. Trent followed me around the cabin like I was a toddler learning to walk.
Jax cooked constantly and would get upset when I didn't eat enough - even though his idea of enough was vastly different from mine.
Whitney insisted on being in my room when I showered - just in case something happened.
And Sean and Wyatt worked round the clock to figure out what was going on with the coven. According to them, it had been quiet for too long, and the coven should have shown themselves by now.
Sean hadn't said anything further about my lineage, and I wasn't about to bring it up. Thankfully, there hadn't been any more dead bodies, either, and Sean was confident that the vampire who had killed that woman was simply passing through.