The Pack's Hybrids
He moaned in relief, his eye fluttering closed.
“Stay with me, Logan,” the man said.
“I’m awake,” Logan replied. “My face…”
“You were badly clawed during the attack,” the man told him.
“Eye?”
“No damage, but it is covered by bandages at the moment. Logan, describe the monster to me.”
“It was… Human big. Not a dog. Dog like, though. Lots of hair. Claws and sharp teeth. Smelled like dog, ears, and face like a dog, but not a dog. Not a man.”
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