He was a middle aged man, newly mated and trusted by a lot of shifters to do his job and keep his mouth shut—one of the reasons why Drake liked him. “I’ve given her a shot, a large dose of antibiotics. She’s pretty sick, but I’m thinking it’s caused by stress and lack of nutrition. She’s underweight and exhausted. She also still has a high fever, so you’re going to need to keep an eye on that. Once she loses the chills, she’ll start burning from the inside out. Try to keep her cool and give her the medicine I’m leaving. Also, try to get some broth down her. As much liquids as you can.” Drake rubbed the back of his neck. He was tired as well, but his mate came first. “How underweight would you say?” Sager shook his head. “Not sure. I do know she’s way too thin for a female, and I’m afraid her cycle is closer than what is normal. It should be hitting in about a couple days, but the first stage of it is happening now. But don’t worry,” he held his hand up before Drake could speak.
