June’s POV
The woman focused on the handle of the blade as a bead of sweat rolled down her face and dripped off of the tip of her nose. Hank was panting and his face was white from the pain he was in; the blade still halfway in him. “Damn… Come on, Gypsum; heal him a little faster if you can.” She encouraged his wolf side as blood still sealed from around the knife.
“I-I just…”
“Shut your mouth, curr.” The man cussed at Fredrick, tightening his grip on him. “Let my sister work; then we are gonna have a nice long chat after this is all over.” I saw fangs start to poke through the man’s gums, Fredrick closing his mouth instantly as the claws dug deeper.
Claud had closed the doors to the barn and was keeping people away, claiming that he was keeping his horses safe. We had been in here fo
