Leia is what you'd call an Animagus. A Wolf that can shapeshift at will without the need of the full moon. But she's a special breed known as an Ice Wolf. She's the last of her kind and the most wanted. Some want her dead others alive, will Leia fin...
Scott, Liam, Stiles, and I snuck through the general unit towards the closed unit. Scott noticed two orderlies outside the office door. Scott whispered to Stiles, "What are they doing there?"
"I don't know. Their rounds should've ended five minutes ago," Stiles replied.
The four of us stand there anxiously, trying to figure out our next option. "I can take them," Liam said.
The three of us turned to Liam, shocked. "No one's taking anyone," Scott said.
Stiles whispered, "How much time?"
Scott checked his phone, sighing. "Three minutes."
"I'll just knock them out and hide the bodies!" Liam said.
I smiled at his so-called idea. Stiles rolled his eyes as he turned to Liam. "Oh, my God, please, stop."
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I patted Liam's back when the young man in the cell across from us became incredibly agitated, he pounded his fist against the bulletproof glass. "Did you take the doctor?" he asked.
The two orderlies down the hall started to get suspicious and started to walk down. "Did you take the doctor? I haven't had my medication. I need ten milligrams at 8 AM, fifteen milligrams at 1 PM, and no more than twenty at dinner." the patient explained.
"We'll get the doctor..." Scott quietly said.
"Dr. Fenris. He took Dr. Fenris. I haven't had my medication! I need to see the doctor! He took Dr. Fenris!" The patient continued to pound on the glass.
"Hey, somebody shut him up!" Stiles demanded.
Scott and I looked at one another and turned towards the patient; eyes glowing bright red and fangs extended.
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The patient backed away from the glass in fear, the orderlies left the hall since the patient was no longer rambling about. I could tell just by shifting that little, hurt Scott.
