Chapter 6

CHAPTER SIX

CAITRONIA

After running out of gas so close to my goal I had the bright idea to walk through the woods. It was a straight shot to Charlie’s I saw just before my phone died. I can’t get it to charge either so that’s how I wound up finding a beautiful red wolf with his leg stuck in a cruel trap. Imagine my shock when I freed him and he shifted to a sexy man. I should have known he was a shifter. Seriously, a wild wolf would not have been so calm. Damn, I have so much to learn about shifters.

This man, I can’t help admiring as I'm trying to stop the bleeding. His rusty reddish hair is wavy-messy, just like the wolf he was moments ago. It barely touches his ears and his bangs hang in his eyes. I repeatedly brush them out of the way to see if his emerald green eyes are open. Which sadly, they aren't. His face has a soft scruff I’m itching to feel, it's like a 5 o'clock shadow, but maintained. He is sex on a stick, but he’s my patient at the moment. I work on stopping the bleeding as I contemplate how I’m going to get this 5’10, 200lb lithe build of a man to the clinic alone.

As I’m ripping my shirt off and up a second very naked man shows up, and I start shouting orders just like at the hospital. Thankfully, he doesn't question me and does as asked. We have a bit of communication before what I assume is more of their pack shows up. This just got easier. They have a four wheeler or a side-buy-side with a bed.

“Someone pick him up and get him in that thing, but for the love of the Goddess, do it carefully. If I release pressure, he can and will bleed out. We need to get to the clinic, stat.” The doctor in me can’t help giving orders.

“Who the hell…” a big son of a bitch starts to say, but is cut off by the very naked man who was helping me before they all showed up.

“Shut it Fred. She’s the new doc and our mate. So fucking do it!”

There are mumbles and gasps, but the injured guy is placed carefully in the side-by-side. The naked guy, well the one who keeps saying I’m their mate, helps me in while I hold pressure on the wound. He then grabs a pair of sweats, slips them on and jumps in the driver's seat. “Hold on Dr. Cait it’s gonna be fast and bumpy.”

“How do you know my name, and it's Dr Caitronia or Dr. McConnell? Only Charlie calls me Cait. Charlie! That’s how you know me. Oh, Goddess, she doesn’t know I’m coming yet.”