Page 52 of Psycho Shifters
“Everyone should report to the ward immediately to get their injuries treated. The doctors will be waiting for us,” Jax said as he lowered a limp beta male onto the ground.
Ascher and Cobra followed behind, both carrying passed-out betas over their shoulders.
Finally, the last beta shifters stumbled in and shut the doors behind them. Instantly, the howling wind stopped, and the small room became too warm.
I started to pant, but remained in my beast form. My shredded clothes were lying out in the forest.
I couldn’t let them see my scars.
Slowly, the room emptied as betas helped one another to the ward. The alphas handed off the limp betas to servants who ran into the room with cloth gurneys.
Everyone bustled about as they hurried to the injury ward.
The heat made me drowsy, and I struggled to keep my eyes open as I rested my head on my furry paws. I just needed to take a long nap.
“Imagine your other form and focus on transforming into it. When you start to tingle, imagine shoving through a wall. Turn back now,” Jax alpha-barked down at me. His tree-trunk-like legs spread wide.
Thankfully, he had put on combat pants. At least his massive dick was no longer on display.
Jolted fully awake, instinctively I began to transition.
At the last second, I remembered why I couldn’t.
Flattening my ears back against my head in annoyance, I shook my heavy maw back and forth.
“I gave you an order.” Jax stalked toward me, and vibrations from his chest rumbled through the small room.
A high-pitched whine escaped my throat, and I tucked my head down between my paws at his censure.
I wanted to listen.
Instead, I lifted my right paw and pointed to the door.
I opened my large eyes wide and pleaded with the big man to understand. His handsome face contorted in fury, and his bare chest rippled with power.
Gray eyes were colder than Cobra’s frosty scent, and I crept backward until my furry butt hit a locker.
I whined low and long and pointed with my paw at the door.
The adrenaline from the battle had disappeared, and in its wake, I was light-headed and woozy.
Jax’s anger was too much. Behind Jax, Ascher and Cobra flanked him, and I shook my head, desperate to not pass out.
The entire room spun.
“Oh my sun god, is this the same bullshit as this morning?” Ascher stepped around Jax and stared down at me. Like usual, he was overly aggressive, and he flexed his tattooed muscles like he was going to force me to turn back.
I nodded my heavy head, annoyed at his attitude but grateful he had understood.
“The princess has an issue with nudity. She probably wants to change back without us here. Probably thinks she’s too good for us to look upon her.” Ascher laughed like it was absurd to even think I might be better than them.
I nodded vigorously.
Even though that wasn’t the real reason, I was desperate for them to leave the room. It was getting too hot, and I was beginning to pant uncomfortably.
My thick fur was suffocating.
“We’ll be waiting outside the door to take you to the ward. You have one minute to transform and change or I’ll be coming in to get you,” Jax alpha-barked and stalked out the door.