Draven POV“You brought me to a vet hospital?” I said, standing in place as I looked around. Yup, still a vet hospital. “Care to explain why?”“It’s a little bit complicated.” He said, walking ahead of me. “Just come along, I’ll explain when we’re inside.”I followed because what else was I supposed to do? Turn around and go back to his pack that wasn’t a pack? Or go back to mine like this? With an old cloth wrapped around my eye as if it were an eyepatch?A man in his fifties or sixties raised his head as soon as Jon pushed open the door, and entered, with me right behind him.“Jon.” He called before looking back down at the file spread open on his table. “What did you bring me this time? More trouble? Or a genuine client?”“He he.” Jon laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, then flopped into a chair. I remained standing.“I brought him to get his eyes checked doc.” He said. “He was involved in a bad accident.”The doctor looked me over, raising an eyebrow. “Well, I don’t see any m
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