Lucas
As Lucas walked back towards Shirley's room, the hospital corridor appeared to stretch on forever while his thoughts were consumed with the information he had found.
The vague lead was frustrating, with only whispers of a mysterious group on the outskirts of werewolf society, but no solid information. Nothing he could use to protect Shirley.
As he approached her room, a chill ran down his spine. Something felt... off. The air itself seemed charged with an unsettling energy that made his wolf, Ashe, bristle with unease.
*Something's wrong,* Ashe growled, his presence surging forward in Lucas's mind.
Lucas quickened his pace, his heart pounding in his chest. He burst through the door of Shirley's room, his eyes immediately darting to the bed where she should have been resting.
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