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Lover Boy [Book 2]

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"Things have gotten much crazier since you left Beacon Hills. We need you back, Parker." --- Five months after Parker had left Beacon Hills behind, things had only gotten more complicated. Her friends had all moved on-some more than others-all excep...

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Chapter 32

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In the morgue at the Beacon Hills Hospital, Melissa used a pincer to remove Chris' bullet from Malia's leg carefully, which Malia responds to be growling in pain.
"Keep her still." Melissa said to me and Chris as we each did our best to hold down an arm.
Malia's eyes scanned the morgue. "The morgue? I'm not dead yet."
"You're a werecoyote. It's private down here and this is going to hurt. Try not to roar." Melissa said as she grabbed the bullet again after it had slipped.
"Have you got anything for the pain?" Chris groaned as Malia's claws dug into his forearm from the pain.
"No. I can take it." Malia gritted out.
"It's for me." He replied.
"I got it. No need to waste good drugs, Melissa." I reach out my free hand and place it on his arm, slowly absorbing his pain.
"Uh..Parker. I don't think you touching me is the best idea." Chris said.
"Be quiet, Chris, or I'll stab your eyes out." I snapped.
"Ouch. So we're just done? Not even friends?"
"We're not talking about this right now." I silence his next sentence with a glare as he opens his mouth to speak.
"..okay." he nodded.
Melissa cleared her throat to break the tense silence that followed. "What were you doing in the woods, Malia?"
"Running." Malia answered, her eyes flowing blue as Melissa tried to remove the lodged bullet again.
"At 2:00 AM?" She asks.
Malia groaned in pain as she spoke again. "Coyotes are nocturnal. I heard screams—like 'someone being murdered'-type screams."
"Did you see anything? Catch a scent?" Chris asked.
"Just blood. And that's all I remembered until someone shot me!" Malia glared pointedly at him.
"You were about to tear us apart." Melissa said.
"It's not her fault. When a coyote smells a fresh kill, its senses are overcome. The blood drives it crazy." He answered, then winced again as Malia's claws cut into his flesh.
"Sorry. It's pretty deep. I'm trying not to touch..." Melissa tried to get the bullet again without touching any important artery needed for survival.
"Can I try?" I ask.
Melissa looks at me in confusion. "I'm sorry?"
"Can I try?" I repeat.
"Um...I mean, her wound is pretty deep, and there's a lot of important arteries in that area that need to be avoided."
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