Soul Call -A reverse harem story-

Chapter Three

We proceeded to tell the guys about the sheep and rogues. Asking about shifts and making a plan amongst ourselves. "Now that you mentioned it, we did have some chickens and a pig killed last week. We didn't smell any other wolves though." A look dawned on James. "Pigs blood, they bleed so much when you cut the jugular... I bet it washed away any scent. When we found the bodies they were drug out to the tree line. All together, but this was about a week ago."  Levi nodded in agreement. Tucker brushed the light stubble on his hand. "Y'all think they've been here a while?"  "I think they got here maybe a week and a half ago. It makes since, if there's three of them. They've probably been taken from all three livestock farms. Small things at first, but one chicken a piece wouldn't satisfy three grown wolves once a day. They will probably alternate between Cattle Cove and Stone Ranch. It's what I would do." Alex nodded, "alternate the kills. Not enough to where we thought an animal was specifically targeting one herd, but that it was a random occurrence every other night or so." The Street boys and the Douglas boys looked lost in thought as they looked out to the fields. They had cattle mainly, each one tagged and accounted for as best as they could with a 3,000 head herd.  Goats and pigs were there other large animals. A few chickens for a steady supply of eggs. Panic set on Tuckers face, "We had a calf attacked two weeks ago. We thought it was just some regular wolves... it's momma and one of our bulls saved it.... Lily Mae, you have the best nose of us all. Come check the calf? We got her and momma in the barn just in case we saw any signs of infection."   I nodded, Tucker leading the way. He led us into the large blue barn. It was agreed long ago that we would all have a separate blue barn to Indicate it was for animals with a medical condition. To safely keep them separated from the herd. When we got inside the calf was in the left paddock. I held back my dinner at the smell. It was infected, a blood infection, not yet pulling to the surface yet.
We didn't know it, but our Dads had finished a discussion and came out to the barn as well. They sat back and watched us, not a word uttered between them. The calf in question was a female, only around a month old, she was a Nelore. Her ear was missing and bite marks littered around her hooves. The wound was pale even against her pale white hide. But my nose knew what it could tell she was shutting down.  I looked at the boys, "I need antibiotics, a shaver, get me some sedatives and get momma cow out of here. I also need a needle to draw some blood. She's got an infection, it's circulating through her blood stream." The guys all jumped at my commands, each one running in a different direction. Alex stayed with me, securing the calf in a harness while I grabbed the swabs and needles from Vance. I cleaned the calf off on her backend with some iodine. Slipping the needle in and drawing three viles of blood. Then I swabbed all the bite marks, going in until my swab was coated with the blood of the calf. I placed them all together, labeled them with time and date. "Ivan, can you run these to Doctor Myers at the vet clinic? Tell him we need the results stat. Appropriate medication as well." Ivan nodded, taking the swab and viles to the pack veterinary. He shifted into his dark tawny wolf, knowing it was faster that a vehicle. Next to arrive was Levi, passing me the sedative for the calf. I administered it quickly. James came back from putting momma cow away. "Where did you put her?" "Back pasture. She's alone." My chest sighed in with mild relief. When Tucker came back with antibiotics and shavers we started a regimend.
Kyle Stone, Matthew Street and Peter Douglas watched as their kids tended to the calf. Matthew and Peter impressed with Lily Mae's nose.  "I hate to say it but we're lucky you brought her with you today. I never  thought I'd be thankful for rogues." Peter nodded in agreement with Matthew. "How could she smell it? We didn't find no hints of an infection. We were just keeping her in here as a just in case..." they trailed off looking to Kyle. "It's that white wolf of hers. We all know it's rare but we never knew why. The alpha says it's dangerous to have a white wolf so far south, and she's lived in Texas her whole life. She's the first white wolf native to Texas. Her bright fur makes her a risk, but her senses are more honed than all of us." The guys nodded, when Lily Mae looked up and waved them over. "We got a problem!"
There on the calves  hide was a puncture mark. It looked like one from a 12 gauge needle, used to administer medication instead of draw blood. The three elders looked at each other, the thought that this calf was purposely made sick crossed through their minds. Lily Mae stood up, "I have some thoughts of what this could be. Judging by the smell and the calf's body... I believe it is Brucellosis." Tucker looked at me wide eyed, "But how?" "I have some suspicions but we won't know until tomorrow when the blood work comes back. For now, we wait. She's clean and comfortable."