Assassination attempt

We all follow behind as my dad's stretcher is being wheeled toward the emergency room. They stop us at the door, of course, that's as far as we're allowed to go. I am restless and couldn't sit still. Pacing the length and breadth of the limited space in front of the emergency room.

I can't help but think about how he has lost so much color. How he now looks much older than his usual robust self. I just pray the doctors will be able to repair whatever damage the silver bullet might have done to his internal organ before it's too late

I hear footsteps coming down the hall and I look up to find the Alpha and Beta of the Night Howlers pack coming toward us. He's about my dad's age and also one of the strongest Alpha in North America but this is the f irst time I'm meeting him in person, I'm sure Justine would have met him on several occasions during council meetings and pack businesses. I'm the bastard son after all.

I walk toward them to meet them halfway

"Alpha..." I say and bow my he