Declan came around slowly and groggily, sensing strangers close enough that they were touching him.  His first reflex was to fight back, and he was thrashing almost before he’d fully recalled what had led to him being unconscious.  The last thing he remembered was that psychopathic bastard Roen drugging him and threatening Marcus, and then telling him to ‘Go to sleep, Alpha.’  His left hand was also a strange mix of cold and numb that he couldn’t understand – although his nerve endings awoke in pain when he tried to make a fist and swing at someone.“Declan!  Declan!” Marcus’ frantic voice reached him, and Declan tried to get his eyes to focus.  He blurrily saw figures around him, but it was the familiar face of Marcus that he got his eyes to focus on first: a vivid bruise was forming all along his left cheek and his right arm was covered in bandages and a sling.  Besides that, he also look