The Human Luna
Demetri helps me hoist myself up into the boot of the large Jeep.
"Our animal whisperer did it again," Demetri winks and chuckles at his own words.
I roll my eyes at the nickname and let a smile slip. Demetri closes the door, and I get into a sitting position by the wolf's stomach, the only open space.
His entire body barely fits in this place and I start to worry about the size of the operating room. Yes, we rescue the bears that are hunted, Brown bears, decent-sized ones. It feels like he noticed my panic because he begins to stare me down.
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