Yara
I race to the banister, watching as Warren gracefully shifts into Arric. If I wasn’t looking for it, wasn’t paying attention, I wouldn’t have seen him flinch. Dammit! I knew that leg wasn’t healed enough to shift.
“I’ll have to start all over again,” I mumble as I grab a pair of shorts and put them on as I race down the stairs. I quickly pull my hair up into a ponytail, tying it in knot which will have to do for now.
“Luna, this way!” a pregnant she-wolf says to me.
“I’m not going to the safe room,” I say, turning as nearly everyone in the room stops to look at me.
I turn, and look at them. “I’m a doctor! Your pack members will need me. GO! If you’re part of the medical team and you’re not pregnant and don’t have young pups, get your ass to the hospital. NOW!”
I watch as the pac
