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beast.
    He rolled away from her, and when the moon’s rays of light once again beamed down around her, she could see the two shadows were actually beasts, too. The stalking creature got up, growling as it attacked one of them.
    She started to shake, and heat traveled throughout her body like acid, burning muscle and blood cells as it progressed. The woods around her spun, and the growls in the background turned to yelps until silence came upon her once again.
    She closed her eyes when the pain became unbearable and weakness enshrouded her. Suddenly, strong arms picked her up and carried her.
    She heard a male voice say, “He bit her badly. She’s lost a lot of blood.”
    Another man responded, “Then we didn’t save her. We failed.”
    “No, we didn’t. She’s still alive. We can take her to The Haven. Maybe they can save her there.”
    With what little strength she could muster, she forced her eyes open to stare at the man carrying her. Even though the dim moonlight didn’t reflect much light on his face, she did make out the most beautiful deep green eyes.
    He gazed down and said in a sympathetic voice, “Don’t worry, miss, you’ll be all right.”
    “Yeah, we’re taking you now to a place where they’ll help you,” the other voice said.
    Her eyes teased her. She saw the same gorgeous male face near her morph into two. Coldness replaced the heat and pain that moments ago had overwhelmed her and a peace came with it. She was at Death’s door and she’d be delivered there by the hands of the beautiful multiplying angel holding her body.
    Her heavy eyelids closed, and darkness enveloped her mind as she accepted her end and waited for a new beginning.

Chapter Five

    It took all Shane’s willpower not to slug his brother while he paced back and forth in the narrow doctor’s office where they waited.
    “Will you just sit down? You’re driving me crazy.”
    “I can’t help it. Why is it taking them so long?” Thomas sat at his command and began to swirl his thumbs around while shaking his leg, fidgeting.
    “I don’t know. We brought her in as fast as we could.”
    “Maybe we weren’t fast enough. She was so pale and she lost so much blood.” Thomas frowned while combing his fingers through his hair.
    Shane couldn’t give up hope right now no matter how dreary things appeared. Even though she’d been really weak, barely breathing, and so cold when they got her to The Haven, he had heard the doctors here could perform miracles and bring humans on the verge of death back to life.
    Of course, they couldn’t bring them back to their normal human lives, because once a human was bitten by a werewolf, there was no turning back. But they did survive and lived healthy, happy werewolf lives after that.
    He closed his hands together on his lap so as not to alert his brother what he intended to do and began to say a silent prayer. They needed all the help they could get and if praying to God, something he rarely did, could help in any way, then what did he have to lose?
    Just as he ended his prayer and Thomas stood up to pace once more—he obviously had become stir crazy in his seat—the door to Dr. Whitmore’s office opened. An elderly woman walked in with a file in hand and a long face.
    Shane’s stomach lurched with fear. This didn’t look good. He had most probably wasted his time in prayer to a God who seemed never to be paying attention to his words. He may not have communicated often, but the few times he did, God never listened. Why would this time be any different?
    Thomas beat Shane to the punch with his question. “How is she, Dr. Whitmore?”
    The moment the doctor heard the words, her long face turned to one of hope. She took a deep inhale while walking behind her desk to sit. An encouraging smile spread over her lips and eyes when she brought her hands together to rest on the desk and gazed first at Thomas, then at Shane.
    “She’s stable now. I won’t lie to you. We almost lost her when