Page 50 of Healing Fate

“Are you okay?” I asked.

He nodded pointing back to the rocks. “Danny. My son.”

I nodded. “He’s still trapped in there?”

“Y-yes,” he managed. “Help.”

I motioned over for two men to assist him to safer ground, and then I went into the location he had pointed. “Hello?” I yelled.

“Help! Can you hear me?”

“Is that you, Danny?”

“Yes. I’m here. Help!”

I started digging in the mud passing large rocks I encountered. My hand finally broke through to the other side and the boy grabbed it.

“Help,” he cried holding on to my hand for dear life.

I called onto my wolf and my free hand was suddenly covered in fur. The claws helped me move the wet dirt much faster. Steadily I worked until the boy was free.

A loud cheer went up.

“My friend. He’s still in there. His leg was crushed by one of the boulders in the rockslide. I couldn’t get it off of him. There was blood everywhere. I don’t know if he’s alive.”

“Take him down. I’m going in for the other one.”

“Doc, be careful.”

“I will.”

I forced my way through the hole which Danny had just come through. On the other side was a small pocket. I could even see one of the entrances to the cave. I wished I had thought to ask the friend’s name.

“Hello?” I called.

I didn’t get a reply but I heard a very slight grunt and moved towards it. I called up on my wolf once more to help my vision improve in the dark. I knew that was safer than using a flashlight at least until I found the kid.

That turned out to be easier than I expected. He was only a few feet from where the other had been but was pinned under a large boulder. It wasn’t his leg, though. It was his arm, and I wouldn’t be surprised if the bone was shattered.

I prayed that wasn’t the case. The poor kid probably hadn’t even gotten his wolf in yet. I’d hate to see him crippled and unable to ever shift. I shuddered at the thought. That was a fate worse than death for a shifter. I could only hope that Kelsey hadn’t worn herself out too badly and had enough of her mojo left to heal him.

I moved the boulder away and he cried out in pain.

“That’s a good sign, buddy. What’s your name?”

Instead, I got something garbled and incoherent but it was a start.

I did a fast assessment to ensure there wasn’t any other injuries that needed to be addressed before moving him. Then I pulled him up to his feet wrapping his good arm around my shoulder as I dragged him to our exit point.

Hands were waiting to assist on the other side.

“Careful, I yelled. I need Kelsey to look at that arm quickly. It’s bad, and he may have a concussion, but otherwise no visible damage.

I stayed behind him as I pushed him through until the others could grab him.

“Avalanche!” someone yelled.

I pushed with all my strength hoping to God that the kid made it through to the other side safe and sound because as rocks began to fall around me, I already knew it was too late for me. I cried out in pain as the structure above me collapsed and I drowned beneath the weight of the world shrouded in darkness.