"Why? Why would that happen? He was okay a day ago."
His hands are shaking as he grips Day's tighter, not letting go or looking away.
His heart is slowing down, syncing up with Day's, and he feels the heaviness settling deep in his chest.
His wolf is connected to his mate, and now they are connected. He allows his own wolf to be one with his mate, from the breath to the heartbeat.
"Day has … a few conditions-"
"I know what is going on, doctor. Don't bullshit me. I know that I am not supposed to be here; that's why I don't have to spell it out to you that no one can know that I am here."
"Travis-"
"Dr. Meyer," Travis lets his eyes leave his mate's and looks at the doctor, gaze steel. "the savitt's cannot know anything about me, or about the bite, or anything we talk in here. I know they own you, but I can do it too, as long as you are a wise man, of course."
Dogs are dogs at the end of the day. They can be bought, and loyalties shifted when they are fed better.
