The door crashed open, and Duke raced in, a growl in his throat. He stopped immediately when he saw me and relaxed, but I could see the tension in his eyes. He’d made the same decision I had: to go with the strangers and hope to be reunited. “She dead?” he asked shortly.
“She better not be,” Tessa growled behind him. “They’re putting Dante in the cabin next door. You can go check on him, but there’s nothing else I can do for him until he shifts again. He’s healing well. Did you see what he did to her?”
“No. I lost sight of them until I saw her by the river. She was already unconscious,” I said tightly.
“All right, give me some space to do an exam. What are the chances you guys have an X-ray machine here?”
“We did, but one of our wolves went ballistic and broke it about six months ago.
