Chapter 59

XANDER

"Do you think we should carry him?" Donovan pointed to his almost severed leg. The skin was hanging on the side. It had to be fixed soon before he healed the wrong way. I gave Donovan a look and he sighed. He looked tired. "Call the pack doctor or something. What if we move him and something goes wrong. "He was making sense but we didn't have the time for that.

And as much as I hated Jameson, anything happening to him in my territory wouldn't be looked at as a simple accident. Especially with the strained relationship wolves and lycans have these days, any misunderstanding will be viewed the wrong way and it would escalate. I wanted to avoid that by all means.

"There is no doctor available right now," I informed him, looking up. His brows drew together in confusion before what I mean clicked in his head. We always had doctors on standby, them not being available meant they were busy. And they were never busy, unless th