THE LAST SHEWOLF:>Ep88
“I’ve called for a wrecker,” Abaddon told her. “We’ll need a winch to get it up from there. I’ll have it taken to the Harley dealer in Duluth.”
“Thank you,” she said. The doors closed, and with her locked in place I buckled into the jump seat for the ride.
“Ready,” Snake asked.
“Go,” I said. I heard the trooper pass us with lights and sirens, and felt the old ambulance accelerate as we pulled in behind him. I put on the headset that would allow me to talk to Snake while we drove.
“How is she doing,” he asked me.
“Good, this is why I’m always after you guys to wear helmets and safety gear,” I said. Some of the guys in the Club were old school, wanting to go without helmets because they ‘interfered with me enjoying nature.’ Stuff like this made my point. “Without a helmet she’d be pushing up daisies. How’s that for nature?”
Once we were steady, I unbuckled and moved around to hook up monitoring equipment. The funds Vivian had poured into the Club clinic had been kept up, and werewolf medicine was a fairly lucrative private practice. The Packs paid well when they called for my services. Her vitals were good, her blood pressure and pulse were both high but that was to be expected. I got on the radio to the emergency room at the Duluth hospital, giving the attending my report. They’d have Radiology ready when we arrived, and if the scans were good, she’d probably be released tonight. I moved closer to her, so we could see each other with her head fixed towards the ceiling. “Is there anyone I can call to let you know where you are headed?”
It was only then I saw the tears start to move down her face. “No. No one.”
I took her hand, having taken the gloves off earlier during my checks. I checked her nails, she wasn’t painted up, they looked like Snake’s with all the little cuts and the evidence of lots of cleaning. “Where do you live?”
“Nowhere right now,” she said. “My divorce just became final, and I had to sell my restaurant in Chicago as part of the final settlement. I’d always wanted to spend a summer touring, so I sold my stuff and bought the Harley. I’ve been on the road for two months now.”
“That sounds amazing,” I said. “I grew up in a motorcycle club, I’m actually in it now. Snake, he’s the driver and the one who was helping me, he’s been in it for decades. We were actually heading down to St. Paul to drop this beast off and get our bikes to come back and ride for a few days.”
“It’s beautiful up here,” she said. “I’ve been just riding until I feel like stopping, going wherever the wind blows. I didn’t plan to look for a place to settle down until September.”
“Meghan, we’re two minutes out,” Snake said over the headset. I’d left it on, so he’d heard the whole conversation.
“We’re almost there,” I told her. “What kind of restaurant did you have?”
“Italian, family style dishes, lots of wine and music. It was more of a place to take your mother than your business associates,” she said.
The ambulance made some low-speed turns then stopped, the doors immediately opened. I had already disconnected the monitors, and so I helped them as they pulled Mia out of the back and onto the rollers. “I’ll check on you soon, Mia,” I said as they took her away.
I pulled off the gloves, tossing them in the small garbage compartment, as Snake came back to stand with me. “Why don’t we grab some dinner, then we can get going. I can call and make sure she’s all right,” I told him.
He looked like I was taking away his favorite toy. “Meghan, I don’t think I can do that,” he said. I stared at him until he continued. “She… her eyes… when I looked at her, there was something there,” he said. “I don’t want to leave until I’m sure she’s all right.”
“You’re kidding me,” I laughed as he stood there, looking in the windows where they’d taken her. “You’re so desperate to get a date you’re ambulance chasing?”
“MEGHAN…” I just sat on the bumper and laughed, this was SO perfect. “I called the clubhouse, one of the prospects is going to ride up here with my Harley and take the ambulance back. I thought maybe you’d be all right staying here in town overnight, then you can ride back in the morning.”
“I’m in no hurry to get back to the cities, Snake. Have you seen how beautiful it is up here?” I got up and closed and locked the doors. “Come on, you owe me dinner. It’s the least you can do for the Doctor who found the perfect woman for you. Harley rider, hot body, talented chef, swears like a sailor, that’s pretty much all the boxes for you. And the name…”
“What do you mean? Mia is a beautiful name, she’s a beautiful woman.”
“Yeah. Think about her name if you guys get married and tell me if this isn’t God’s way of saying you belong together. I mean, what is better than Willie B. Hardigan and his lovely wife, Mia Hardigan?” I busted up laughing as I walked around to the passenger door. This was the best thing since that waitress who hit on Dad during the road trip.
I was still laughing so hard I could barely breathe as we pulled out. Snake, his mind was elsewhere.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
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Eve’s POV
We were still waiting for my Dad to get here, and I saw the motorcycles coming but no ambulance. I looked up when Abaddon opened the door and slid into the seat. “What is happening,” I asked.
“Your Dad and Meghan are taking care of the injured wolf,” he said. “They will be a while. Gabriel and the others are coming here to protect you.”
“I’m fine,” I said as I sat back again. “I’m surrounded by Pack in the middle of the woods.”
“Well, you gave everyone a scare these past few days, so you’ll have to be a little patient with them. Word of advice, whatever your Dad or Gabriel tell you to do, do it immediately and without any sass. You have zero slack in your leash, Eve. They aren’t far from locking you up until they can trust you again.”
I looked up as I saw them coming, Gabriel in the lead. They parked their bikes along the road, the others coming to greet them. “Stay here,” he said as he got out.
I tried to listen to what they were saying, but as werewolves they could talk softly enough I didn’t overhear the conversation. Once in a while they would look over towards me, Gabriel would shake his head, then they would continue talking. I watched Gabriel take a call, when he hung up everyone was heading for their bikes. Abaddon went to his motorcycle, started it and took off. Raguel opened the door of my car and started it up. “What’s happening?”
“We’re moving the vehicles out of sight,” he said. I watched as we moved into the middle of the guys, driving the mile or so down the road to the old Pack House road. The guys rode single file through the trail, we followed until we got to the first area where the trees stopped and we could turn around. All of the bikes were parked facing the road again, and the guys started to strip and put their clothes in their saddlebags. Figuring we were going for a run, I took the locket and necklace I’d found and put it deep in my pocket.
Gabriel opened the door and pulled me out, leading me away from the guys while they shifted. “We’ve talked, your father and I, about how best to handle what is happening here.”
“I’m sorry, Gabriel. I really messed my life up.”
He put his big hand on my shoulder. “We’re going to find a way out of this, all of us. Right now, your mate isn’t happy with you and I can smell why. He’s gone back to his home, where he will spend a few days resting up. In the meantime, we’re going to have a wolf boot camp of sorts here.”
“What do you mean?”
“Part of the problem why you and your wolf aren’t on the same page is that you don’t spend enough time with her, she doesn’t get to be in charge often. The lack of balance can affect things in human form. What did your wolf say while you were in the hotel room with Mitch?”
I thought back, my wolf had withdrawn after telling me that it was wrong. “She fought me, but I ignored her, I pushed her so far back I didn’t have to listen to her tell me it was wrong.” I looked at my feet. “I didn’t listen to her, either.”
“Exactly,” he said as we turned around. The guys had all shifted, and the wolves were spreading out, some close by the clearing, others pushing out to make sure the perimeter was safe. “When you and your wolf are truly one, you listen and trust each other. That is what we are going to do while your mate is healing.”
“We’re going for a run?” I opened the back door, tossing my shoes in before taking off my shirts. Gabriel and all the others were looking away from me as I stripped.