Mia's POV

The van rumbled to life beneath me, and I could feel us pulling away from the hospital. Through the mind link, I could sense the brothers' tension and concern, their protective instincts screaming at them to intervene.

I'm okay, I projected, trying to keep my mental voice calm and reassuring. Still conscious, still in control. They think their drug worked.

We're right behind you, Xavier responded, his mental tone tight with barely contained worry. About fifty yards ...