London Pack's Beta

When Lyall hears the last of the breaking bones finish aligning themselves, he opens the door and steps inside, carrying a fresh set of clothes over one arm. He gives Nick a wan smile. It's the young werewolf's second night of changing, so at least he'll know what to expect. The full moon isn't for another few days, so Lyall can be there for him when he comes to himself again, exhausted and sore. He isn't letting him sleep here in the cell at the Outer Authority station-- he'll get him back home, for that-- but at least he can offer clothes, a brief meal, and comfort.

"Welcome back to the land of the two-footed," he comments, settling down on one knee beside him. "How are you feeling?"