The call

Chapter 101 The Call

AUTHOR’S POV

"How is that even possible? Aren't you supposed to be concerned about caring for him first!" Ezra bellowed into the phone receiver angrily before ending the call. "What the hell?" He yelled.

Ezekiel exchanged a glance with Omega Harold and exhaled slowly. "Calm your nerves, Ezra. You won't sort this out if you keep getting angry at everyone you speak to."

He gasped for breath, scrubbing his face roughly. "What do you expect me to do, uncle? It's been two weeks since he has been lying there and unmoving, and his body is beginning to peel and redden at the same time. How is it that none of the medics will check on him? Not even the damned doctors who get paid huge bucks of money can come through." He lamented.

Gael's fall during the pack council meeting had escalated into something more severe than expected. They all thought he must have been exhausted from too much drinking and not having enough food inside of him. However, when he became conscious,