The clinger
“Sabrina.”
“Well Sabrina, my name is Lucas De’ Clan, I am the alpha of the dawn pack, and this is my mate, Ava Maynard. You have my sympathy for all you’ve been through these past few days and I want to reassure you that no harm will come to you, we will take you home to the dawn pack with us.”
Sabrina smiled at him lightly, and just as he was about to let her go, she suddenly dropped, nearly passing out.
“She’s injured!” Lucas noticed then that she was bleeding by the side of her stomach from a wound, the rogue who whipped her must have ripped her skin while flogging her.
“Oh goddess!” Ava quivered. “We have to stop the bleeding and take her back to the packhouse on time, I’m sure the healer will take over from there.”