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help pick Wren up and
    move him to a surgery table. ThoughCarson as a Were-Animal was stronger than most
    humans, Wren was an extremely large tigard that weighed in at a good eight hundred
    pounds whenever he was in animal form. There was no way in hellCarson was going to
    get the behemoth cat off the floor without help.
    Papa Peltier was the first one to appear. At a cool seven feet in height in human form,
    he posed a fearsome sight. His long, wavy blond hair floated around a face that appeared
    about forty in human years. In reality, the bear was closer to five hundred. Dressed in a
    navy T-shirt and jeans, Papa Bear was rugged and tough... the kind of man or bear that
    only a fool would tangle with.
    He frowned as he saw me tigard on the floor. "What the hell happened?"
    "I don't know,"Carson said as he held a pressure bandage to Wren's chest. "It's
    definitely a bullet wound. I have no idea how he got it. He knocked on the door, then fell
    down unconscious."
    A second later, three of the Peltier quadruplets came in and helpedCarson lift Wren to
    a surgical table. Margie joined them and quickly set about prepping the room for surgery.
     
    Margie Neely was one of the few humans who knew who and what the members of
    Sanctuary were. She was a petite redhead who had been a waitress in the bar until a mishap
    had betrayed the Weres to her. She'd been so calm and accepting that they had embraced
    her as one of their own and then paid to have her trained to be an assistant toCarson .
    Dev Peltier, who like his brothers was a younger copy of his father, moved back to let
    Carsonnear Wren again. "He was in a fight earlier tonight with some humans," the young
    bearswain said. "I broke them up and sent them home. You don't think one of them came
    back and did this to him, do you?"
    "Nah," his identical brother Remi said as he stepped away from the table they had
    placed Wren on. "They were rich pukes. They wouldn't have dared endanger their trust
    funds for something like this."
    Dev sighed. "Since it's Wren, there's no telling who he pissed off. But at least we know
    it was a human. No Were-Hunter would ever use a gun. It's too crass."
    Papa agreed. "C'mon, boys, letCarson work and we'll find out what happened
    whenever Wren wakes up."
    The bears withdrew whileCarson scrubbed his hands.
    As Margie touched Wren's side to prep him, he came awake with a vicious snarl, then
    lashed out at her.
    She jumped back with a curse and cradled her arm to her chest.
    Carsonscowled as he realized Wren had torn her arm open. "Dammit, tiger," he snarled
    an instant before he tranked Wren. Still he tried to fightCarson until the sedative took
    effect. "Watch that temper of yours."
    "I'm okay," Margie said as she wrapped a towel around her savaged arm. "It's my fault.
    I didn't realize he'd wake back up. I should have known better."
    Carsonshook his head as he inspected the damage Wren had wrought. She'd definitely
     
    need stitches. "I should have warned you. His kind are extremely vicious when wounded.
    They don't like others anyway, and they've been known to shred anyone who comes near
    them."
    "Yeah, I was down in the bar when the humans threw a drink in his eyes. I'm still not
    sure how Justin and Colt managed to pull him away from them before he pounced."
    Carsonlet out a tired breath. "Wren's getting more unstable. I don't know how much
    longer he can stay here."
    He saw the concern in her eyes as she looked up at him. "That's what Nicolette said
    after she sent Wren into Peltier House. If he pounces like that again, she's going to make
    him leave."
    Carsonlooked back at his unconscious patient. "God have mercy on him then. The
    best thing we could do is strip him of his powers and dump him back in the past in a rain
    forest somewhere. It's probably what they should have done to him instead of bringing him
    here."
    "Nicolette is already making those preparations. Since his father went mad, she
    assumes Wren will follow."
    Carsonlooked back at