Scout X Medic Novels & Stories

But it was the brightest light they had seen since they were cut off in the mines. Wolves and men all piled into the small apartment downstairs. Doctor Cayden looked up with worried eyes before rushing to action. Scout was by his side, prepping equipment. The boy stared at them with wide tearful eyes but put on a brave smile as he hurried to follow Doctor Cayden’s suggestions. All of the pack members that had not been in battle gathered around the apartment. They began assessing injuries to determine who needed Doctor Cayden first. But Doctor Cayden had already begun to care for the most critical of the warriors.

[A soldier went to Captain Rian informing them] “Captain Rian, I am Scott, a Cannon Operator, the Psychopaths seemed to be dispersing and starting to retreat.” Scott informed her. [Scott is a Cannon Operator from the Defence Division. He is a tall, white-skinned, white haired teenager, he has tattoos around his neck and big earspools that made large holes on his ears.] “Good work on observing the situation Scott.” Praised by Captain Rian. [Scott smiled, bowed towards them and start walking away]

"My scouts are not pups. They are seasoned trackers and warriors." "I don't doubt it, Liam, but they're not here now." Xander rubbed the back of his neck as he looked around the camp. It was obvious that there had been many more individuals there at one time. He clapped the older man on the shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll find them."

With this talented team, the kingdom's aerial security is in capable hands. Dr. Brooks, a renowned medical expert, leads the team as Chief Medical Doctor, bringing: 1. Extensive knowledge and experience 2. Skilled diagnosis and treatment expertise Aurora and Mia, talented individuals will join as nurses and assistants, offering: 1. Compassionate care and support 2. Skilled medical assistance and procedures 3. Familiarity with unique shifter physiology Together, this medical team will provide exceptional care for the kingdom's inhabitants, addressing various health needs and emergencies. With Dr. Brooks' guidance, Aurora and Mia will:

The scout swallowed. “The eastern infirmary.” Rex nodded. “Is he injured?” The scout hesitated. That hesitation sent a chill through me. “Not exactly.” Nobody liked that answer. “Define not exactly,” Ash said. The scout looked uncomfortable. “Physically, he’s fine.” “Then what’s wrong with him?” The young wolf glanced toward me. And suddenly looked even more nervous. “He keeps repeating her name.” The room fell silent again. I wished that surprised me. It didn’t.

Maelis rested a hand on my shoulder. "Go inside." I looked at the scout still kneeling in the dirt. "Shouldn't I help him?" "The healers already are." Two women hurried toward the scout with herbs and clean cloth. One pressed a folded bandage against his arm while the other checked the wound on his shoulder. Maelis gently turned me around. "Come." I followed her, but I couldn't stop looking back. The horse still trembled, the scout hadn't stopped shaking. Whatever he had seen, it followed him all the way home.

the scout ranger satisfied at his eloquence. "I mean there's no more moaning, you fool!" the partner corrected the scout soldier. "You're right man! After five years of duty here, she finally stopped sounding like a bitch in heat!" the scout soldier said. "We've got to report it to command. Fast!" the partner hastened the scout soldier. "Team Bravo to command," the scout soldier dialed the base communication number. "Command online, what is it Team Bravo?" a man with soldier's cut can be seen hovering before the scout soldier and the partner in an unblemished projection.

Every step the squad took left small streaks of darkness melting into the snow behind them. Lyra noticed it and whispered, “Rowan… the corruption is leaking.” “I see it,” Rowan said, her voice low. “Keep your senses open. Anything changes, tell me.” They moved fast through the stone passages until they reached the chamber where the healers worked. The moment the scout was placed on the platform, Rowan shut the doors and signaled for the healers to stay back. “No one touches him except us,” she said. The scout’s breaths were thin. His chest rose unevenly. The dark glow under his skin crawled up his neck like slow roots.

I miscalculated. The thick steel door of the armory swung open with a loud groan. Kai walked in. He didn't come alone. He dragged the bleeding Ironholt scout by the collar of his torn uniform. The man looked pale and sick. A pack medic trailed right behind them, holding a thick wad of white gauze against the scout's ribs. Kai ignored the medic. He shoved the scout into a metal folding chair in the center of the room. "Tell him," Kai ordered. His voice sounded like grinding rocks. "Tell Kol exactly what you told me in the yard."

Some kind of gravity urges me to lean into him, but I don’t dare. Eventually, he clears his throat and meets my eyes again. “When we scout, we go in pairs,” he says. “We could do that. We could be scouts together.” I understand what he’s saying. If we’re going to do this—and we have to do this—it can’t be like before. There can’t be a bad guy. So we’ll be in it together. “Okay. How do scouts work?” Some tension leaves his body. “Well, usually, one of us keeps an eye out for threats while the other looks for signs of prey.”