~Lyra~
I used everything I could scavenge from the car. Ripped the seat cushions apart, flattened them, stacked them layer by layer until they formed a thick mat. Gideon helped move Kael onto that mat.
Kael was having a fever. Maybe because of his leg injury or the sheer exhaustion from dragging himself all the way here in weather like this.
I gave him a fever reducer, hoping it would help.
Kael's shirt and pants were soaked through, though not very muddy. He must’ve shifted into wolf form and changed back after crawling through all that mud.
There were scrapes along his ribs and hips—nothing deep, thankfully.
The guards pushed the car as close to the storefront as possible. One of them connected a small hairdryer to the car’s battery. I took it, turned it to warm, and carefully ran
