Good Boy
"Dad?" Kian asks, shocked, and the room is caught off guard, mouths open as they look at us. "He saved my life. It was wartime, and he was a medic though he had a different name then, but the same face I won't forget. I found myself young and naive, fighting a human war I never belonged in, but recruiters didn't care. When I was critically injured and fighting to control my wolf, Morgan saved me. He distracted everyone giving me a chance to get away before I shifted. Later, he found me and treated my injuries. He even told them I had died so I could escape. He helped me get the hell out of there. Me and a few others even. I owe him my life, and by proxy, so do all of you." Rafe goes and sits back down. "We are helping him now. I owe him that." Now, this doesn't change my opinion on vampi
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