Quillan's arm was sturdy and offered plenty of support as he started Kellen back toward the bed. He glanced at the clock and wondered if Rex had gotten back to the house yet and if he believed what was going on. He tried not to think about it too much though, for fear that somehow his thoughts would draw the man to them.
"I'll go get some clothes and food. You can borrow my sweats in the mean time, to stay warm." They would be rather large on him, but they would be better than nothing.
Quillan made sure Kellen was settled and then he left to dispose of the phone, check the car, and pick up the items the wolf needed. He wasn't gone very long, accomplishing all of his tasks with hurried efficiency. When he came back into the room, he had a bag from Burger King and a souvenir shop where he'd purchased a few University of Washington sweatshirts and pants.
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