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I shrug. “Yeah. I…You were in rough shape, Dillon.” Tears pool in my eyes. “God, I thought I was going to lose you.”

“They’re paramedics,” she says, her tone slightly less pissed off. “They should be able to help.”

“It was bad, Dillon. You were so pale, so… lifeless.” Tears spill onto my cheeks.

Dillon reaches for me. “I’m okay.”

“Yeah, because of them!” I shout. “Jensen saved your life. He wouldn’t have bit you without talking to you, without letting you choose, if there was any other way.”

“We’ll never know that for sure.”

I shake my head. “I know it. I do.”

“What’s going on with you and Miles?” she asks, changing the subject.

“He’s my fated mate.”

“Okay.”

“Has Jensen told you about all this?”

She gives me a tense nod. “A bit. But I wasn’t very receptive.”

I laugh. “Yeah, it was a bit of a shock to me, too. When Miles shifted, I mean.”

Dillon smiles. “Shocking, right?”

“Like, mind-blowing, shocking. Unbelievable,” I whisper. “But it’s real.”

“It’s a lot to absorb.”

“I know.”

We’re silent for a minute before Dillon clears her throat.

“Is that for me?” She nods at the tinfoil-wrapped bagel.

“Oh, yeah. Here.”

She takes the bagel and unwraps it, taking a big bite. “So much better than the stuff here.”

“I bet.” I laugh.

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” I say honestly. “I can’t deny that I have…feelings for him.”

“So, you want to be with him?”

“Yeah,” I say, hearing the guilt in my voice.

“Then be with him.”

“But, what about our plan,” I argue.

Tears fill her eyes, but she smiles. “Plans change. They already have. I mean, getting into a car accident, being bitten by a wolf shifter, and dealing with all of this wasn’t part of the plan. But it happened, and we have to adjust and deal with it.”

Dillon reaches for my hand. “It’s okay. I just want what’s best for you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. I want you to be happy and safe and loved. Miles clearly does all of that.”