"Help! Help us!" I called for help when I finally got Maine to the pack house. He had an arm around my shoulders and was leaning on me partially, thankfully, his legs weren’t broken so we both walked through the woods, though I struggled more to drag both our weights.
Pack members ran to help the two of us. I felt relief when they took him off my arms. We took him to the clinic where Dr. Jerry and his nurses received him. They took him inside and refused us entry. We had no choice but to wait outside for them to treat him.
There were benches outside the room so we each sat down, but those who could not find a seat—stood up and walked around. Maine meant a lot to all of us and there was no way we were gonna leave him here.
Whilst we were waiting, Fiona and Gerald rushed in. She was cry
