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“It happens a lot more often than you think,” I said.
At least that's what my studying I taught me. I never expected to be like Niall, spending time in the clinic’s research library rather than at home or training. Knowing as much as I could suddenly seemed useful, and studying shifter anatomy, as well as witches’, was paying off.
After we left the patient’s room, Vic put his hand on my shoulder. “That was very well done, Theo. I'm very impressed.” Then he handed me another clipboard. “Will you take room four?”
“Sure thing.”
He walked down the hall, and I turned toward the next room. I paused and looked through the window. Saige walked with Gloria from the main lodge. She looked up at just the right moment, smiled, and waved. I waved back and continued on. I had a patient to see.
Saige and the guys would be there when I was done.
Speaking to a nurse about a patient's treatment plan a few hours later, I heard screaming. Horrific, terrifying screaming.
The nurse and I took off down the main stairs to the first floor. We burst out of the building at the same time people came pouring out of the main lodge.
I looked around, trying to find the source, when someone ran up yelling that it was the school. Something happened at the school.
Without pausing to think, I ran, shoving people out of my way and diving through the masses, all heading in the same direction.
“Move! Excuse me! Doctor coming through!” I yelled as I tried to pick up my pace, but the crowd kept cutting me off. “Get out of the way!”
There was a large group standing in a circle near the front of the school, and I pushed my way through until I reached the center and found Kaden standing over a man. His eyes met mine, and I ran to him.
“His leg was crushed.” It was all Kaden said before I dropped to my knees, grateful I had the mind to grab a medical bag from the nurse's station before I ran.
“Get away from him!” someone yelled.
I ignored him and put my hand over the man’s leg, trying to sense the injury.
“Don't touch him,” someone else screamed.
“He's a dirty vampire. He can't be trusted.”
I realized they were talking about me. I hesitated, but I was also the only one who could help him. They could get over their prejudice.
“Shifter blood is disgusting to vampires,” Kaden screamed. “Everyone back up! Give him space.”
The man’s shin bone was shattered in three places. As a shifter, he had accelerated healing, but the bone needed to be set so he could heal properly.
“This is going to hurt,” I warned the man whose face twisted up in pain. “Kaden, help me.”
He dropped to the ground and followed my instructions on how to hold the leg while I grabbed supplies out of my bag and looked around for what we could use for splints.
“I need two straight pieces of wood!”
For a second, I didn't think anyone was listening to me, but the request filtered throughout the group, and the circle opened up. Steven came forward with two cut pieces of wood.
“They’re not the same length,” he said, kneeling next to me.
“They’ll work, at least long enough to get him back to the clinic.”
He and Kaden held the two boards in place while I taped them together.
“Do you want anything for the pain?” I asked the man. “We're going to have to move you, and it's not going to feel great.”
He shook his head. “Nothing. I don't want anything.”
I didn't bother asking again. I told Steven and Kaden helped me lift the man. I hoped someone from the clinic had followed with a stretcher but didn't see anyone.
