He'd lost sight of James while he'd been busy bringing the rogue down. Another two had pounced on him, but they were young and inept and he'd chased them off. Still the first wolf had taken a fair bite at his neck and he could feel it burning every time he moved. Filtering through scents he regrouped with his partner, herding stragglers back into the clinic.
Jamie seemed to be in one piece and Jazz nudged his shoulder with his nose before running ahead to make sure their path was clear.