Phoebe
Jasons silence told her all she needed to know. He wanted more than anything to rip out her throat. She had failed in the worst possible way and she did not deserve to live. She waited patiently, praying he would tear out her throat and leave her to die in peace.
“you can offer your life to Eve and Charlie. They were under your protection, you have failed them more than you have me” Jason said. Phoebe slumped not in relief, but in agony, physical and emotional.
‘You failed and do not deserve to live. You must save the wolflings or die trying and repent.’ Phoebe’s Wolf snarled.
"Dana, Take Phoebe and clean her wound. Phoebe, as soon as your able I want you to take Jared, Andrew, and Caroline to the last place you saw Eve and Charlie.” Phoebe tuned out after his last command. Dana took her arm and lead her towards the back room to take care of her wound.
Phoebe felt herself cringe at the physical effort it took to stand. She hoped to god she died, otherwise how was she to face Evangeline and Charlie. She sat on the bed, her mind retracing the moments during the attack, attempting to piece together any important details.
Great wolf, hear my words,
Great wolf, give strength to me.
Great wolf, lend me your power,
Great wolf, I call to thee.
Dana entered the room silently, Phoebe's eyes tracked her movements as Dana grabbed bandages and stitching materials.
"That's an ugly hole..." Dana said as she touched the wound none to gently. Phoebe grimanced as she felt shads of liquid pain run from the hole all the way to her spine.
"Looks like it went straight through. That Cauterization was a smart move....gonna hurt like a bitch to stitch....Ha look at that I rhymed." Dana said as she started.
"Hurry up." Phoebe grit out. She was not trying to be rude, but she had things to do. Dana blinked as if Phoebe had hurt Dana's feelings and for a moment Phoebe felt bad...but only for a moment because Dana jammed the suture needle into her side making Phoebe grit her teeth and pain explode in her head. Dana stitched her up in less than 10 minutes, which would have been more impressive if it wasn't so damn painful. Once she was fully put together she ran her hands through her hair and prepared to go to battle for her Pack.
Phoebe entered the main room and walked towards the pack.
"Whomever is ready to go, lets go." She growled out.
Jasons silence told her all she needed to know. He wanted more than anything to rip out her throat. She had failed in the worst possible way and she did not deserve to live. She waited patiently, praying he would tear out her throat and leave her to die in peace.
“you can offer your life to Eve and Charlie. They were under your protection, you have failed them more than you have me” Jason said. Phoebe slumped not in relief, but in agony, physical and emotional.
‘You failed and do not deserve to live. You must save the wolflings or die trying and repent.’ Phoebe’s Wolf snarled.
"Dana, Take Phoebe and clean her wound. Phoebe, as soon as your able I want you to take Jared, Andrew, and Caroline to the last place you saw Eve and Charlie.” Phoebe tuned out after his last command. Dana took her arm and lead her towards the back room to take care of her wound.
Phoebe felt herself cringe at the physical effort it took to stand. She hoped to god she died, otherwise how was she to face Evangeline and Charlie. She sat on the bed, her mind retracing the moments during the attack, attempting to piece together any important details.
Great wolf, hear my words,
Great wolf, give strength to me.
Great wolf, lend me your power,
Great wolf, I call to thee.
Dana entered the room silently, Phoebe's eyes tracked her movements as Dana grabbed bandages and stitching materials.
"That's an ugly hole..." Dana said as she touched the wound none to gently. Phoebe grimanced as she felt shads of liquid pain run from the hole all the way to her spine.
"Looks like it went straight through. That Cauterization was a smart move....gonna hurt like a bitch to stitch....Ha look at that I rhymed." Dana said as she started.
"Hurry up." Phoebe grit out. She was not trying to be rude, but she had things to do. Dana blinked as if Phoebe had hurt Dana's feelings and for a moment Phoebe felt bad...but only for a moment because Dana jammed the suture needle into her side making Phoebe grit her teeth and pain explode in her head. Dana stitched her up in less than 10 minutes, which would have been more impressive if it wasn't so damn painful. Once she was fully put together she ran her hands through her hair and prepared to go to battle for her Pack.
Phoebe entered the main room and walked towards the pack.
"Whomever is ready to go, lets go." She growled out.