He may not have his wolf right now, but some habits die hard. His eyes narrow and he emits a low growl of distaste, the growl of a wolf hiding in the shadows about to attack. It happens before he even things to stop it. And maybe he couldn't have stopped it even if he wanted to.

"They drug us?" He says angrily, emotions at a hundred percent over that knowledge. Alcide paces back and forth a few steps, all restless energy. This is not okay.

He really hadn't meant to imply that she couldn't join him. He just isn't sure how much trouble she's willing to get into. Alcide doesn't really care what kind of trouble he gets himself into. Even though he's an Alpha, he's always been a lone wolf, no pack. He doesn't want to get someone else in trouble if they don't want to be.

He pauses in his pacing and looks at her. "If they're druggin' us that way maybe they're doin' the same where those missin' pieces of us are concerned."