Chapter 62

“Been around the block a time or two. I know there’s some. So, let’s get them taken care of before the rest of the shifter community show up for that impromptu meeting you set up.”

Jonah remained still for so long TJ thought he’d refuse. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, he started stripping.

TJ watched him, not out of sexual curiosity, but out of the eyes of a professional physician. He noted every scratch, bruise, and wound. Then, he sighted Jonah’s thigh. “Holy shit. How are you still walking on that?”

Jonah glanced up with a grim smile. “Pure mean stubbornness.” He checked out the hole in his thigh still oozing a little blood. “It’s healing.”

TJ gestured toward the exam table. “Lay down.” As soon as Jonah complied, he moved in for a closer look. The size and extent of the wound told him much more. “Knife?”

“The bastard was loaded to the teeth.” He rested his head back and closed his eyes.