Imogen

Chapter 3

Imogen woke up in wolf form. She was in a dark cold place. Her howl echoed off the high ceiling and tall walls. She smelled beef byproduct. A warehouse... a dog food company warehouse. She had never tried dog food although as a pup Kade loved it. The wet kind that is. No self respecting werewolf ate the dry kibble that was in this place.

Namid poured a bowl of food for her. She yelled "I'm not eating that, for one thing you stole it and..."

"You ungrateful b***h!"

"You kidnapped me!"

"Of course I'm sick I need help"

"I'm a veterinarian you didn't have to kidnap me to get help, stupid wolf!"

He smacked her and she yipped. Imogen returned to her human shape. She didn't care that Namid could see her naked. She never knew a werewolf that got embarrassed to be nude Infront of others. After all they were all nude in wolf form.

She asked "Give me your medical history"

"I'm a male"

"Of course"

"I was born September 12 1990"

"And when did you get this illness?"

"A year ago"

"symptoms?"

"Fever, sores that bleed, blurred vision, dillerium."

"That explains why you thought you had to kidnap me... s****l activity?"

"Are you making me an offer?"

"No!"

"Well we'll mate some day"

"There is that dillerium again"

"The last time I did it was right before I got sick."

"Did your mate get sick?"

"I'm sure at least one of them was sick..."

"Namid how many..."

"How many... I don't know I was a male breeder, I volunteered for the job."

"Of course you did..."

"Best paying job I could get."

"You're a high school dropout aren't you."

"How did you know?"

"You mentioned a sister is she sick too?"

"Yeah"

"Where is she?"

"We were supposed to meet here after she threw herself at your alpha and got permission to join your pack."

"The alpha is my father he is sixty"

"I'm sure his hire will like Olesia"

Namid walked over to a mound of bubble wrap and landed on it passes out. Imogen took off the collar and its chain. She was a doctor she couldn't leave him here alone and sick. She stayed away from him though the last thing they needed was her getting sick.

Time didn't seem to exist in that place. Imogen returned to her wolf shape to stay warm. Human hair was useless, more of a pitiful joke really.

Olesia was unconscious and sweating. Ofra had given her IV fluids. Ofra was a nurse and Xael was a dentist. There were two orderlies in the pack and a x-ray tech. There were three med school students that had been dragged home on the alpha's order. They were all first years. One of Ofra's sons wanted to be a doctor but he was seven. They also had a psychiatrist and Imogen's human friends that they were not allowed to call on yet. it was not bad enough to let the humans know yet. That is what the alpha said. He was convinced that the humans would start hunting werewolves down like the did 300 years ago if they knew the truth.

A married female wolf goes to live with her husband's pack so Taber who had been forced to cut his honeymoon short called on Eara and Laisha's new packs.

That gave them three additional nurses and a vet older than America who was asleep ninety percent of the time. Not to mention Mr. record keeper and the way more useless Mr. billing department.

They needed Imogen back.

Jace had not left Raine's side. As Jace sat there holding his hand he regretted his uselessness. Jace was a stock boy. and being able to stack boxes was no help. Jace was sleepy and dizzy. He let go of Raine's hand having no choice. He fell onto the tile floor and realized he was warm.

Jace howled and whimpered. Raine woke up and tried to get out of bed but he couldn't. It was one of the med students who found them. They were in some half shifted state looking very much like a black and white movie werewolf. Normally this was something only young pups did. If Jace got sick from holding Raine's hand this was a lot worse then they thought.

A human looking Imogen had fashioned a dress out of window curtains. She used a scrap of cloth to wet Namid's forehead. Her dress was little more than a dirty rag showing much more leg than her other clothes ever did.

"We have to go to my pack Namid, I can't help you here."

He groaned.