His Achilles Heel
As Eric tried to process the clusterfuck that this nightmare had become, Max and Scott crawled out of the shadows, making their way towards them.
"Eric," Aimee wheezed, "Whatever that bitch stuck me with, my wolf can't heal. You need to take me to Moonhowler. There is a woman named Narelle there who will know what to do." Aimee was turning a sickly shade of pale as she turned to Max and Scott, "You two, get our three boys out of there safely, and take Adam straight to the hospital. There's a safehouse Dad used to go to by the lake," She paused to laugh but coughed up blood instead, "It's called the wild west, you'll be safe there, and it is stocked up with food, and firewood, etc."
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