Kennedy
After finishing up with Beta Kier, I realize that no one else is coming to the hospital. Whether they don’t think I’m capable of helping them or they just don’t trust me, I’m not sure. What hurts the most is that even Quirin didn’t come. He could lead by example, show the pack that I can help to heal them, but it seems that while we may have made some improvements in the bedroom, he still thinks of me as that little pup.
When I walk into the packhouse, I stop, seeing people milling around, burning off the residual tension of the battle. I can smell the injuries on them, smell the blood and seeping wounds that their wolves are having to slowly heal. I feel frustrated tears prick at my eyes. Would it be so terrible to let someone help them?
“Hey, there you are. I was just coming t
