The Hybrid Huntress
He comes over to check on mom, lifting her eyelids and shining a flashlight over them.
When I look up, Alpha Avery is in the doorway.
“Doc?” That’s all he says.
Dr. Andrews holds up a finger, grabbing some machine out of his bag, and hooking it up to dads chest. I see the look on his face, it’s not good.
Dr. Andrews is older, his hair has silver throughout it, making the light brown look even lighter. His eyes are this charcoal grey color that appear to just see through you when you talk to him about a medical problem. And while he has the build of a werewolf, it’s obvious he’s not a warrior.
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