I let out a sigh and turn back to the canopy. Shock freezes me on the spot. I don't know how I missed it before. I guess I was too focused on Raven and Sofia. But the party area is in chaos. People are lying on the ground, blood is splattered all over the white tablecloths, and emergency personnel are trying to help those who are injured.
I spring into action. I don't know how to provide aid to a wounded werewolf, but I am assuming that it cannot be too different from a human.
Running into the middle of the canopy, I look around, trying to assess where I am needed. Someone grabs a hold of my ankle, and I look down. It is a young man whose bottom half of his leg is mangled. Blood is pouring from his leg, and I know if I don't stop the bleeding, he won't survive.
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