the glass. "This will help you sleep and take away the pain while I do."
Cass looked over at Raine, but not before shooting a glance at Joseph.
"It's all right. I won't leave your side," he assured her.
Cass inhaled deeply and took the glass. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Princess," Becca said, as Cass downed the glass.
Cass barely had enough time to hand the glass back before everything started to dim then faded to black.
Syney
An hour later Syney and the wolf finally came to a small cliff that led to civilization. She nearly kissed the ground as she looked down at the back of the superstore in front of them. There wasn't much daylight left, and the woods were tricky enough with light. She looked over at the wolf and noticed, not for the first time, the blood on his fur getting worse. He was hurt somewhere; she just couldn't see it under all the fur.
She sat down and looked him in the eyes. "I could be really off base here, but I don't think I am." She paused. "Hunter?"
The wolf stared back at her for a few moments before huffing and turning his head.
Syney laughed, mostly out of disbelief. Her day just kept getting weirder. "OK, well, you're hurt, whether you'll admit it or not. And, for the past couple miles, you've been struggling. My guess with trying to...stay a wolf."
He still looked away, but his ears perked up a bit.
"I'm going to go get some first-aid stuff and...clothes. Just stay here," she said, standing back up.
The wolf bit her shirt and pulled her back down.
"OK. One, ow. And two, we haven't heard that chick for a while now. I'll be right back."
The wolf stared her down.
"I promise."
After a moment he looked away and laid down his paws in front of him.
Syney stood up and dusted off her jeans. "I'll take that as a concession."
The wolf groaned, and Syney laughed. She hadn't enjoyed someone's company this much in a long time.
Once inside the store, she wasn't quite sure her idea had been a good one. She threw peroxide and bandages into a basket while constantly looking over her shoulder. She kept thinking about one of Jess's favorite comments—"It's not paranoia if there really is someone after you."
Carrying five bags back to the edge of the woods, she made a mental note to thank her mother for always drilling in the rule to carry your emergency credit card around. She would have been completely lost with out it. She sat next to the wolf and pulled clothes out of the bag. He looked up at her for a moment before grabbing the clothes in his mouth and stalking off behind a series of bushes.
Syney sighed and pulled out a bottle of water. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was until almost the whole bottle was gone. She stopped to catch her breath and opened a box of crackers.
"You didn't happen to grab shoes, did you?"
Syney looked over, as Hunter, fully human, slowly walked toward her. He had put on the pair of sweatpants she had bought but held the T-shirt in his hands. It didn't take her long to realize why. He held his hand at his side, as blood dripped out between his fingers. She nodded and pulled out a pair of sandals. "Let me look at that first."
He shook his head. "It's fine."
"You're bleeding. Badly." She pulled out a roll of paper towels and pulled off a few before standing next to him.
He reluctantly pulled his hand away, and she applied pressure to the wound.
"Is it a bite or a scratch?" she asked.
He shrugged. "Just hurts."
"I bought some aspirin."
He scoffed and looked away.
Syney stared at his profile and felt her heart beat a little faster while her palms slowly became sweaty. She swallowed and took a deep breath. "Hold this."
He placed his hand over the paper towels on his palm while Syney pulled out a bottle of peroxide.
"This is gonna hurt," she said, as he moved his hand away. She gritted her teeth as she poured the clear liquid over the large cuts on his side. Hunter showed no emotion as the chemical fuzzed and fizzled over the wound, but Syney felt a whole
Cass looked over at Raine, but not before shooting a glance at Joseph.
"It's all right. I won't leave your side," he assured her.
Cass inhaled deeply and took the glass. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Princess," Becca said, as Cass downed the glass.
Cass barely had enough time to hand the glass back before everything started to dim then faded to black.
Syney
An hour later Syney and the wolf finally came to a small cliff that led to civilization. She nearly kissed the ground as she looked down at the back of the superstore in front of them. There wasn't much daylight left, and the woods were tricky enough with light. She looked over at the wolf and noticed, not for the first time, the blood on his fur getting worse. He was hurt somewhere; she just couldn't see it under all the fur.
She sat down and looked him in the eyes. "I could be really off base here, but I don't think I am." She paused. "Hunter?"
The wolf stared back at her for a few moments before huffing and turning his head.
Syney laughed, mostly out of disbelief. Her day just kept getting weirder. "OK, well, you're hurt, whether you'll admit it or not. And, for the past couple miles, you've been struggling. My guess with trying to...stay a wolf."
He still looked away, but his ears perked up a bit.
"I'm going to go get some first-aid stuff and...clothes. Just stay here," she said, standing back up.
The wolf bit her shirt and pulled her back down.
"OK. One, ow. And two, we haven't heard that chick for a while now. I'll be right back."
The wolf stared her down.
"I promise."
After a moment he looked away and laid down his paws in front of him.
Syney stood up and dusted off her jeans. "I'll take that as a concession."
The wolf groaned, and Syney laughed. She hadn't enjoyed someone's company this much in a long time.
Once inside the store, she wasn't quite sure her idea had been a good one. She threw peroxide and bandages into a basket while constantly looking over her shoulder. She kept thinking about one of Jess's favorite comments—"It's not paranoia if there really is someone after you."
Carrying five bags back to the edge of the woods, she made a mental note to thank her mother for always drilling in the rule to carry your emergency credit card around. She would have been completely lost with out it. She sat next to the wolf and pulled clothes out of the bag. He looked up at her for a moment before grabbing the clothes in his mouth and stalking off behind a series of bushes.
Syney sighed and pulled out a bottle of water. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was until almost the whole bottle was gone. She stopped to catch her breath and opened a box of crackers.
"You didn't happen to grab shoes, did you?"
Syney looked over, as Hunter, fully human, slowly walked toward her. He had put on the pair of sweatpants she had bought but held the T-shirt in his hands. It didn't take her long to realize why. He held his hand at his side, as blood dripped out between his fingers. She nodded and pulled out a pair of sandals. "Let me look at that first."
He shook his head. "It's fine."
"You're bleeding. Badly." She pulled out a roll of paper towels and pulled off a few before standing next to him.
He reluctantly pulled his hand away, and she applied pressure to the wound.
"Is it a bite or a scratch?" she asked.
He shrugged. "Just hurts."
"I bought some aspirin."
He scoffed and looked away.
Syney stared at his profile and felt her heart beat a little faster while her palms slowly became sweaty. She swallowed and took a deep breath. "Hold this."
He placed his hand over the paper towels on his palm while Syney pulled out a bottle of peroxide.
"This is gonna hurt," she said, as he moved his hand away. She gritted her teeth as she poured the clear liquid over the large cuts on his side. Hunter showed no emotion as the chemical fuzzed and fizzled over the wound, but Syney felt a whole
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