Stumbling into the clinic nearly a year later, Archer fell onto the perfectly cleaned examination bed, holding his side with a grimace as blood flowed through his fingers.
Galena turned back from the table, eyeing the Alpha with a derisive snort, ‘what did you do this time?’ she demanded, as she grabbed everything she needed to clean and stitch the wound.
‘Bumped into a fallen tree?’ Archer replied with a weak smile.
Galena growled as she dabbed viciously at the wound, making the Alpha wince, ‘a tree cut your side open like a meat slicer?’ she retorted angrily.
‘It was a really really sharp tree’ Archer argued, ‘had spikey branches and everything, I barely got away.’
The she wolf growled low in her throat as she began to thread a needle ready to stitch the wound, to hold it closed unt
