Liz pov I'm looking at her stiff body when she gives away a threatening growl, like it would stop me from making sure she gets the help she needs. "So, how is it going to be?" I ask her and wait for some outburst from her, or even for her wolf to take over, but all she does is growl at me. If she had shifted right now and started to fight me, I wouldn't be so worried about her, but the fact that she only growls at me gives me even more reason to make sure she gets help. Walking over to her, I don't hesitate and grab her body around the waist, picking her up, I'm surprised how slack her body is in my arms. She moves her hand and tries to fight me off, her claws scratch me down my thigh when I pull her up on her feet. It stings, and I know I'm bleeding, but I will heal quickly and don't care about it. She tries to get out of my grip, but the more she fights me, the heavier she feels until the last growl comes from her before she passes out in my arms, surprising me, and I almos
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