Linda O. Johnston - Visionary Wolf

He couldn’t ask detailed questions now, though. Not in front of Drew.

“So, how’s our patient doing?” Rosa asked. She approached Drew, who regarded her with stony eyes that, on some canines—whether shifters or not—would have made Liam worry that he was about to attack.

He knew Drew wouldn’t do that. But Drew’s expression did indicate that he wasn’t happy.

That he probably didn’t have a sense he’d be shifting back anytime soon—and it was getting to be late afternoon on the day he should have retaken his human form early in the morning.

“He’s mostly been resting,” Noel answered for him. “We’ve been for a couple of walks and he seemed happy enough to be out of this room, but, well— happy isn’t the best word. I think he’s really frustrated.”

“Understandably,” Liam said.

Drew made a growling sound that didn’t seem threatening, but might’ve connoted frustration. It was enough to get Chase, who had sat beside Liam, to stand again and watch his sort-of counterpart.

“Tell you what,” Liam said. “Drew, are you okay with being here on your own for a few minutes? Dr. Rosa and I brought lunch back and we need to sort it out, but one of us is going to bring you a really good burger very soon.”

Drew answered by making a noise that this time sounded like a sigh, then lying back down.

He didn’t seem overly excited about the late, tasty lunch he’d get.

And Liam could understand why.

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