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Man and Wolf
Kate Roman
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Man and Wolf
Copyright © April 2010 by Kate Roman
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eISBN 978-1-60737-577-7
Editor: Maryam Salim
Cover Artist: April Martinez
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Chapter One
Rob Nichols shouldered his way through the front door of the Lake Park
Canine Veterinary Hospital, his malamute shivering in his arms. The bells above
the door jangled violently, but in the busy waiting room, no one looked up.
At this hour, the two vet techs staffing the front desk were busy helping other
customers: a thin, bright-eyed young woman with a bullmastiff sitting placidly at
her feet; a harried-looking middle-aged man whose chocolate lab limped
disconsolately around him; a heavily made-up professional woman holding a
dachshund wrapped in a colorful afghan. From the next room, the practice
resounded with a chorus of barks, whines, and growls.
The malamute whined, head dropping onto Rob's shoulder. He rubbed her fur
anxiously. “Hey! Hey! I need some help here! My dog's been poisoned! What are you
guys standing around for?”
All conversation ceased. A ginger-haired vet tech glanced up from where she
was cashing out the dachshund. “If you'll just have a seat, sir, someone will be with
you in a minute.”
Rob crossed the linoleum floor in three powerful strides, elbowing his way to
the counter. “No! She ate some rat poison! She's dying! Fucking get someone out
here now! This can't wait a minute!”
“Sir, I assure you, we're very busy here. As soon as someone can”
“Now! She'll die unless you get someone out here right now!” He locked eyes
with the vet tech. In his arms, the dog raised her head, whining nervously.
“Sir, I'm afraid”
“Now! She's dying!”
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