"Sir," grunted Garrett, quickly shifting from wolf to human as his commander strolled down the halls of the compound without a care in the world.
He was covered with blood and bits of flesh, his face looking like something from a horror movie, but Travis didn't care at all. Nodding his head at his second in command, he continued down the hall, never once slowing his step.
"Most of the cell blocks have been emptied, and almost all of the shifters have been accounted for," continued Garrett, uncaring about his nudity as he fell into step behind his Alpha. "Our men are reporting no casualties on our end, but I don't have any information about the M.M.D units here."
Travis continued to ignore him, the report going into one ear and out the other, and he made his way to the nearest exit.
