“Heart sounds good, your reactions seem fine, but you’ve definitely lost some muscle mass, which isn’t surprising all things considered,” Terry said as he straightened.
The wolf woofed softly again.
Terry walked to the door and opened it. “I don’t have any patients on the floor outside of you, so if you want to walk up and down the hall for a little bit and get some exercise, that’s fine.”
Terri and Kage followed Axel who padded outside to the hallway. The huge wolf stretched then started trotting down the hall.
“Everything really is okay?” Kage asked Terry quietly.
“As far as I can tell,” Terry said. “As I said, he’s lost muscle mass, and his wolf is much weaker than it should be. But plenty of food, exercise, and lack of stress, along with time, will help him more than anything.”
Axel’s wolf was sniffing every corner he could find. Once or twice he got into a cobweb and sneezed.
“Austin and I are going to move Axel into the Dominion. That way I can provide most of what you mentioned,” Kage said, then frowned. “Not sure I can guarantee the lack of stress, though.”
He and Austin had had extensive conversations about this. Austin had backed Kage fully on the idea. There was no way he would undertake such a thing if Austin hadn’t been completely on board.
No way was he going to jeopardize his relationship with his mate—they had both agreed on that. If Axel tried to cause trouble between him and Austin, Kage would kick Axel out onto the street.
If he lived, fine. If he didn’t, that was okay with Kage too. Nothing mattered more to Kage than Austin.
“Wolves are all about the drama,” Terry agreed.
“The Crimson Fangs pack thought Alex was their alpha. It was actually Nox masquerading as Axel, so now they have no leader. I’m sure they’ll find a way to blame Axel for that. We haven’t heard the last from them,” Kage said.
“Werewolf politics.” Terry shuddered. “Thank the gods we daemons don’t have that kind of crap.”
Alex’s wolf plopped down on the floor, dropped down, then rolled from side to side, his hind legs kicking in the air. Terry snickered at Axel’s antics.
“Well, our clan doesn’t,” Kage said, laughing too. “Can’t speak for other clans.”
The wolf sat up, yawned, then ambled back toward them. He bumped his massive head against Terry’s leg. Laughing, Terry scratched between Alex’s ears.
Kage raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.
