“Peter.” Seth whimpered, closing his eyes tightly. “Fine.” He sighed and told the other male where he was. “Please just… I need you here. I’ve got – got my other hand on my waist and can I just say I’m beyond glad there aren’t vampires because that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open.” He chuckled, whimpering again because of it.
Peter knew his wolf was close to the surface as he sent an emergency alert to the closest team he had near Seth – wolves the lot of them that oculd be there in just a minute or two – and hoping they could get him to the doctor in time. “Just hang on for me, Seth. I’ve got a team headed out.” he promised. “They’ll get you to safety and get you patched up until I get there.” His voice was sort of a growl, wanting to break something. As Malia walked in, hearing her father’s voice, he held up his hand. “No, vampires are long gone, dearest.” he replied, unable to see the panic that flashed through Malia’s eyes, blue glowing as she watched him. “But when I get there, we need to seriously talk about giving you the Bite.” he said shakily, tensing as Malia touched his hand on the laptop. “They should be getting to you in a moment, okay? Stay awake while they carry you. Talk to me.”
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