~The Predator~

ODETTE

We made it to the clinic, thanks to Amber’s mumbling directions, and don’t get me wrong, I loved the girl, but it was such a relief to get her off me. There’s only so much weight a spineless and starving human like me could handle.

The clinic was in a small section of the packhouse, which was standard and easy to access and find. The only thing a bit alarming about it was the fact that this little clinic was a bit too furnished and equipped to be a simple emergency alternative to a hospital.

Did wolves get so frequently hurt around here that the clinic had to be upgraded?

Helping Amber on a bed, I handled her with care, like she was a fragile sculpture, as she muttered a thank you. I replied with a smile and looked around to see another servant on the bed at the far opposite of us, and was taken aback by how damaged and sickly she looked.

What happened to her? I hoped it wasn’t what I was thinking… Was she the one Devyn