Yara
When we get into the surgery room to look over the woman with the infection, I realize just how desperate and angry she was.
I don’t have a choice but to slice her open. With this severe of an infection, I have to make sure I get it all. However, when I slice her, the smell is disgusting. I take a minute to steel myself against the smell. It would be bad for a human, but it’s worse for a shifter since we have enhanced senses.
Noelle quickly covers her nose and mouth. “If you’re going to vomit, get out of here,” I tell her.
She shakes her head and I can see her trying to get her nausea under control. “Breathe through your mouth. It doesn’t take the stench away, but it helps,” I tell her.
“It’s like you can taste it,” Erica says, looking nearly as green as Noelle. “I have a young p
