Alice winced a little as he lifted her, feeling the silver spread just a little more into her body. She obeyed, though, and tucked her head into his shoulder as her legs tucked in as well. He was fast, but most lycans were. His scent was comforting, but the last thing she needed was another mate, so she ignored that thought. As he reached the campground, she saw that it was a nice layout of houses. She was soon taken in the middle building, though, and could hear and smell another lycan male. Great. She knew they were saying they'd help her, but that didn't make her any less suspicious. Her blue eyes had remained open, and as Rich laid her gently on the table, she looked at him. She wanted to say that the injuries weren't that bad and she just needed a good night's sleep, but she knew the silver would likely make it so that she'd never wake up. Her skin was nearly clear now, and the pale white showed the contaminated veins easily. She knew they'd have to cut or take her dress off, but she didn't have to like it. Her lips pressed together and she allowed her eyes to close.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry that I got your friend shot. Will he be alright?"<br/><br/>She hissed in pain and tried to calm herself. The wound was throbbing and looked rather ugly. It was just a graze, but the silver and dirt from the forest had made it worse and dangerous.