After a moment, a single, deep, breathy exhale from Erick made Denver nod and look back at Jessica.

"Alpha, what happened to her?" Florideen asked, trying to get her wits about her, "This is more than what just silver bullets can do."

"She," Erick cleared his throat, "She fell of a truck, but I didn't feel the injuries were this much."

"How long ago, my Alpha?" Denver asked, his keen eyes examining Jessica's battered condition.

"One, two hours at the most," Erick answered.

Florideen looked at Denver, "A truck fall shouldn't have caused this much damage, not for a wolf. She should have been healing by now."

Denver shook his...