Night Wolves
"I'll take the neck victim!"
One corner of her lips curled into a smile, her face glowing with pride. "Aye." Then she turned toward the shifter with the side wound and slid his arm across her shoulder, supporting his full weight. "Okay, Chris. Let's get you back here and see what we've got."
"And what might your name be?" I asked, holding the clipboard.
"Jagger!" he chirped, a bit too eagerly. "I just joined the pack!"
"Of course, you did," I replied, writing down his name. "Okay, Jagger. Let's get you to the back."
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