"Fuck, snipers," Kode growled, he was shaking with anger. He ran outside with the others following. I looked at the man who was struggling to breathe. Blood was gushing out of his mouth.
"Lia, call the doctor!" Carl shouted.
"I can help," I whispered. My mind was still in a frenzy and my body was trembling but I needed to help him, he was in a bad state.
"The bullets need to be removed first," Wyatt said. The doctor came within ten minutes, and they took him to one of the bedrooms. I sat on Wyatt's lap where he held me tenderly and he was rubbing comforting patterns on my back.
Everyone stood up an hour later when the doctor descended the stairs, he looked tired but he smiled.
"Doctor, how is my father," Caleb asked.
"I won't lie, he'll be in immense pain for the coming weeks as the bullets used were silver and laced in wolfsbane but he will heal," he said. "He just needs to rest,"