A high-pitched noise whined in my ear. Something slimy brushed against my face as everything came back into focus. The wolf was licking me. I sat up and scooted away until my back hit a tree.
“What the hell is that?” My breath came in hollow gasps.
“Good work, Mr. Matthews. I think she’s fully terrified now.” The wolf lay down and rolled over, exposing the length of his stomach. “Go back to the dorms,” Mr. Dawson said.
The wolf gave one more whimper before he jumped up and took off running.
Mr. Dawson squatted in front of me. “Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.”
“Bullshit. Tell that to Dr. Needle-Happy over there.”
The doctor took a single step closer, and held out her blessedly empty hands. “I did what I had to do to keep you safe and ease your pain. I know it’s hard for you to unde
