BiteBound *completed*

Chapter 1

You know what constantly drives me up the wall?

It's the repetitive feeling of being tired. All the damn time. Feeling so lethargic and working so hard; and yet, you're told that you're not putting in your best effort.

I'm sure most people can relate to that.

I'm already close to hitting a mental break. What with a shitty boss I have to see almost everyday and tonight's shitty date.

But what really sent me into a 99.9% near breakdown was pity.

Yes, pity.

And to whom? A random cat that was yowling by the curb of the street.

A ravenous cat mind you.

I could've been like everyone else and ignore the cat, moving along as if they hear nothing.

I did try... but I couldn't.

I took another damn layer of responsibility as if I didn't have enough issues to deal with already.

Right now, it is nearly about to be midnight. I'm jogging down the rainy streets of Seattle, seeking for medical attention with a howling fucker in my arms and blisters on my feet.

Almost every vet in the city was closed, but that wasn't a surprise. I searched high and low for any type of help, maybe even some hole in the wall doctor's office when I finally found one.

Up in the dim streets of South Lake Union was an urgent care animal hospital. It's flickering neon lights intimidated me with uncertainty with how certified these people may be, but it was either continuously hearing this stupid fat cat cry out in pain, or continuously hearing cat callers calling out to me.

I went for the first choice.

To my dismay, a tall man in a brown wool coat was stepping out of the dim building. From the looks of his expensive sneakers and scrubs, I'm assuming he was a nurse about to take his leave.

"H-hey wait!" I call out against the loud rain. "Stop, please!"

I wasn't sure if he didn't hear me or if he chose not to, either way, I ran up to this man as he inserted the key to the lock on the door.

"W-Wait." I stopped before him, embarrassingly panting from the lack of stamina. "I... I need your help."

"We're closed for tonight Miss." He spoke in an interesting accent. "It is also not safe for a Bonnie like you to be out n' about this time of night."

"I know you're closed and I'm really really sorry to be that Karen, but I really need some help—."

He hangs head back with an annoyed sigh. "If you can't tell, I'm quite knackered. It would be best if you wait in the morning—."

He stops talking the moment he meets my eyes. I know for a fact my eyes were glassy from the tears that blurred my vision, but I didn't mean to cry. I was just tired too.

"I... Miss, please don't cry. I just can't work off the clock."

"And you can't make any acceptation at all?"

Now the hot tears were rolling down my flushed face like a fucking idiot.

"I've ran so much to find a place that can help me, everything is closed and you're the only person that can. Just take a look at him please. The more he cries out in pain, the more I feel like he won't make it. He just needs a fighting chance."

The tense brows over his dark eyes soften a little.

From the way he looked at the lock and back at the crying cat, he was considering his options.