Molly's POVRose Starling had been in Howler less than a year, and already the pack couldn't function without her.Derek sprained his wrist on patrol—swelled up like a purple turnip. I crouched beside him, fumbling with the bandage, wrapped it twice, tied a knot that hung loose."Don't move. Let me."Rose walked over, hooked two fingers under my bandage, and yanked. It all came undone. She rewrapped it in seconds—smooth, tight, clean finish.Derek twisted his wrist back and forth, grinning. "Rose, you're amazing! Doesn't even pinch. Last time Molly wrapped my ankle, it fell off after two steps."I opened my mouth, then closed it. That was because you jumped into a river to catch fish."Wrapping needs to follow the bone lines, or it slips." Rose dusted her hands off. "Next time Molly can't do it, come find me."I won't.I bent down to gather the loose bandages. Logan was standing nearby, phone in hand—a procurement spreadsheet glowing on the screen. It was supposed to be for me. Instead
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