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They shoved me into the house and hurled me into a room. I hit the floor hard. As I lifted my head, I saw them, fragile figures huddled together, crying helplessly. But when I heard Wolfie’s barking outside, I immediately stirred from where I had been lying on the floor as I pushed myself upright. I staggered toward the window, my heart already pounding with dread. What I saw made my heart almost explode inside me. Cairo was holding Wolfie up in the air, dangling him effortlessly with his left hand. My dog’s small body struggled helplessly, his legs trembling as he gasped. The sight sent a cold shock through my veins, and for a moment, I felt completely paralyzed.

he looks so cute! "Hey boy! don't be scared, I am not going to hurt you." I pat his head gently saying so. Within a moment he relaxes under my touch and begins to wag his tail. I make him lay down on his back and start to check his heartbeat with my stethoscope. After that I take a look at his left leg, as I touch it he whines in pain. I study his leg for some more time and turn around to face his owner. " I think its just a muscle spasm. an outcome of his hyperactive nature I guess," he laughs at my response. then I continue "I am prescribing some muscle relaxants and make sure that you keep him properly hydrated so that this kind of problem may not arise in future."

She takes a few limping steps, shaking out her paws to ensure nothing’s broken. “Are you okay? Adira, are you hurt?” I’m really fucking anxious now, worried something’s wrong with my wolf. “Are you sick? Why do you keep falling?” “I don’t keep falling!” She snarls back. “Something keeps tripping me. Something that wasn’t there when I’m scouting the path ahead.” “What? I don’t understand?” I look behind us along the dirt trail we were running on but it’s flat apart from a few fallen leaves. “There is nothing on the trail to trip over.”

Custard was happily walking beside me when all of a sudden he collapsed. "Custard!" I yelled in worry. He was whimpering in pain and his little paws were shaking violently. I immediately kneeled beside my familiar and began stroking his fur in comfort, but as soon as I did, a flash of pain erupted in my head. I fell to the floor unable to breathe from the pain. "Rose!" Nate caught me before I fell and kneeled on the ground while still holding me in his arms. "What's wrong?"

The dog that jumped into him stood nearby, brushing him with its nose and whining, and I could hardly think of a time when I had seen an animal so beaten by its own conscience. He made some sign that proved he heard me, and I rushed to call an ambulance, which arrived within minutes. I locked the dogs in the house because of how they jumped and struggled to follow before going with them to the hospital. There, I heard enough calamities, from broken ribs to internal bleeding, and even a fractured hip. I also heard promises of them doing what they could, but their judgement remained the same. His fate was grim.

Normally, he wouldn’t let just anyone touch him unless he knew he was safe with that person. “Toby?” she called out again. The dog heard her immediately, his ears pricking up. He rolled himself up to his feet and barked her a happy greeting. Sakura took another step forward, pleased to see he wasn’t munching on books. Because she wasn’t paying any attention to her surroundings and only had eyes on her dog, she tripped on a pair of feet and fell forward, free-styling toward the floor. Luckily, she didn’t land on the hard floor and turn herself into a young corpse. Instead, she landed on a large, long, lean body.

After trying for uselessly for some minutes, I was crying and begging him to help me. “Baby please, baby come on,” I said and again tried to turn him, he groaned giving me hope but it was back to silent. Huffing I went to my knees and with all my might I got him turned half because his beast was taking over, his mind was under fog, even his beast was not understanding, it was fight or flight mode for the beast, that’s why when I tried to turn him completely on his stomach, his one paw injured me. I moaned in pain but didn’t stop and continued to turn him.

He saw the three large dogs eating inside their crates not even minding him. Polly tried his best not to show how he was hurting when he walked. He realized his front legs were still not properly aligned and he was still dragging his legs as he walked. He also glanced at his tail. It had lost all the fur from the last time he checked and he couldn’t wag it as vigorously as he used to.

She kept holding on to the reins and the noseband to avoid falling. While some of our comrades were trying to avoid the shaking, I spotted those who were struggling to stand. Even though the shaking was heavy, I used all of my strength to go near to them. I did lose my balance several times, and my knees were starting to irritate, but I always get up and crawls towards them.

The dizziness that the doctor had warned me about enveloped my senses, but I pushed through it. With the support of the edge of the bed, I managed to walk a few steps but I stumbled when the bed ended and there was nothing for my support. Days had passed since I had last stood on my own two feet, and the result was evident in the trembling of my legs. Giving myself a few minutes, I walked ahead, only for my knees to wobble and me to lose my balance. Panic surged through me and I gasped when I couldn't balance myself and my body fell forward. I braced myself to fall on my face and break my nose...