In under ten minutes, they were on the interstate on their way to the Central pack’s hospital. Even though a hospital in the city was much closer, they weren’t shifter friendly. Or even shifter knowledgeable, for that matter. Three of the girls were human and one a wolf. He wasn’t sure how the humans would fare in a facility that would’ve put them in a mental institution at the first mention of vampires.
He fished his phone from his pocket to call Mason. He hated driving and holding his phone at the same time because of how dangerous it was, but with the humans in the back he didn’t want them hearing over the truck speakers more than they had to. On the second ring, the Central alpha picked up.
“Mason, this is Trevan. We’re on our way back with four women we found chained up in a bar si
