Dana couldn’t stop shaking even though she was safe now. She sat in the pack den with Lisa and Marc while Sage examined their injuries, old scars, fresh bruises. A lifetime of abuse visible on their skin. “This one is infected,” Sage said touching the cut on Dana’s shoulder. “How long have you had it?” “Two weeks, maybe three.” Dana jerked in pain. “Grey doesn’t let us see doctors. He always says we heal fast enough on our own.” “Wolves heal fast but not from infected wounds.” Sage cleaned it with antiseptic. “This needs antibiotics. Lisa you too, that cut on your leg is getting worse.” Lisa nodded in agreement, she had not said much since arriving, she just sat quiet and scared like she expected someone to hit her. Marc was the same, twenty years old but he looked older and worn down. “How bad was it?” Sage asked while she worked. “In Grey’s pack.” “Bad.” Dana’s voice was flat. “He rules through fear, if you disobey, you get beaten in front of everyone. If you question
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