The only evidence that they had found so far of the President 's presence was the figure lying on the floor. A single wolf.
Still breathing.
Lucky for him.
There was a feeling of worry as the Doctor raised his head to meet his friends gazes. Then he gave a nod for the others to keep moving.
"Keep up." He muttered under his breath.
YOU ARE READING
Wolves of Sisterhood (Storm Prophecy Special Edition) #Wattys2018
FanfictionThe Shalka Doctor is now companionless, his strange visions of war almost gone. Life couldn't get any worse. Except it does. He runs into his Twelfth and Thirteenth Lives, as they've all been taken out of their Timestreams by the Time Lords, and to...
