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look up at him, nor could she. Her head was swimming from the blood
loss. “Please, Alpha. I have no other hope.” She whispered.
    Cole Sheridan stared
down at the woman bleeding to death on his boots. She was visibly paler, and
trembling, either in fear or cold, he could not be certain. He glanced around
at his hunting party. They were all standing around him in a semi circle, ready
to do his bidding. She was putting her life in his hands. Why would she do
that? Against his better judgment, he had to know more about this woman.
    He raised his right
hand, and placed it on her head, his thumb up. “Sanctuary is granted, Zara
Tuari. No harm will come to you while you are on my lands, by my people or any
other. This I vow.” He said formally.
    He felt her shudder
once, and then she passed out, slumped over his lower legs and feet.
    “Bring the doctor!” He
ordered. He removed his shirt and pressed down hard on the wound. The shirt was
soaked in seconds.
     

Chapter Two
     
     
    Cole was in the den’s
gym, sparing when the doctor came to him three hours later. The doctor nodded
at him, grimly and waited patiently for the Alpha to drink a bottle of water
and towel off.
    Cole jumped off of the
platform and walked smoothly over to the doctor. “Well?”
    Marissa Blaysen
nodded. “She lives. She’s lost a lot of blood, and well…there isn’t much more I
can do to help her heal until she is conscious enough to shift on her own.” The
doctor was a slender, petite woman with cinnamon colored hair and soft green
eyes.
     She radiated a soft
and tender aura, but Cole knew she had a backbone of steel and strength to be
reckoned with. Of all the pack, she was one of the only women he respected
enough to allow her to disagree with him publicly, though she rarely abused the
privilege unless it was of dire importance.
    “Was she telling the
truth?” Cole asked. “Is she really of the ancient bloodline?”
    “I tested her blood.
There are some definite abnormalities…she is incredibly strong.” Marissa said.
“But I can’t actually tell what bloodline she originates from.” A few others
eyes widened in surprise and Cole frowned. This was not a conversation for
public gossip.
    “Explain yourself,
doctor.” Cole said, motioning for her to follow him. He wandered down the
hallway into his private office. He pulled out his office chair and she sat
with a smile. He was always courteous in that way and she rather appreciated
it.
    “I’m still running
some tests to be certain.” Marissa said. “But it appears, this girl has the
ability to transform herself into any of the were species at will. She is cat,
and wolf and every other species we know of. Perhaps even a few that has been
lost to us since the times of old.”
    “You’ve got to be
kidding me!” Cole’s eyes almost bugged out of his head. “How is that even
possible?”
    “I’m afraid I don’t
know, sir.” Marissa admitted. “I’ve put in some calls to other pack doctors I’m
on friendly terms with, to find out if they had ever heard of a theory on the
subject of a multi-species were.”
     
    “And?” He asked,
surprised. He was too shocked to even reprimand her for speaking to others
before talking to him.
    “They have never heard
of such a were.” Marissa sighed. “I’m afraid we have to wait for her to wake,
before we can get some answers. Even then, we may not.”
    “Why do you say that?”
Cole frowned.
    “She may not be aware
herself. If she was raised cat, she may not even know it’s possible for her to
become anything else. Marissa said.”Telling her that, if she doesn’t know,
would be incredibly shocking. With the blood loss she has already suffered, I’m
not sure it would be healthy for her to get that upset.”
    Cole nodded. “So, when
do you expect her to wake up?” He asked.
    “Hopefully, within the
next twelve hours or so. She needs to rest. I’ve given her several cocktails of
vitamin and mineral injections to help aid

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