Adams, Cara - Calling Doctor Wolf [Shape-Shifter Clinic 1] Read Free

more humans who learned that shape-shifters truly existed, the more likely it became that there’d be attacks against them. Speciesist rather than racist. Danny snorted . I’m getting fanciful here.
    Now is not the time to be thinking about BDSM or about women. I need to think about all the construction work still to be done. And the wood I need to do it. Has Oscar paid the lumberyard account yet? I need that fucking lumber.

Chapter Two

    Oscar was rather surprised to receive twenty responses to his advertisement for an office helper. “Listen to this one, Danny. ‘My dad says I’m very mature for fourteen and since I hate school I should get a job. I like talking to people so answering the phone for you and working a reception desk would suit me real good. Besides, since I’m not old, I’ll be cheap for you to pay.’ Should I interview that one?”
    “Only if you want to get arrested for illegal child labor. I liked the one with a spelling mistake in every word better. He sounds like an interesting person.”
    “Except if he wrote any letters for me I’d have to redo them.”
    “Well there is that, yes.” Danny laughed.
    “Will you sit in on the interviews with me, please?”
    “What?”
    “I’d like a second opinion before I hire anyone. I don’t know, it was so much easier to hire the nurses. I knew exactly what I wanted from them.”
    “And you hired two wolves of course. This time you’re most probably going to get a human.”
    Oscar stopped and stared at his best friend. He hadn’t even thought about searching for a shape-shifter office assistant. And that was yet another thing he hadn’t done yet. Thought up an official name for his clinic. It wasn’t until he’d been about to post his job advertisement online that he’d realized he couldn’t call it the Shape-shifter Clinic, which was what it was in his mind. He’d ended up using the letters SS in front of clinic, but it needed a name. A real name, a registered name. Well, once he hired his office assistant likely he’d have five spare minutes to think of a name. “Yeah, I knew the nurses, knew exactly what I wanted. With an office assistant it’s more I just want the paperwork to go away. I don’t even know any wolf bookkeepers and I can’t afford to pay an accountant to sit there answering the phone.”
    “Uh-huh. How about this one then. ‘I’m studying business at community college and will need every Wednesday and Friday off for classes. But I can work Saturday mornings if you like. Because I’ve already passed the first year of my course I’ll obviously be way better than anyone else, so the fact I work less hours won’t matter.’”
    Oscar laughed. “I think I’ll give that one a big ‘no thanks’ as well. Let’s interview Shaun Morrison and Ambrielle Watson. If they aren’t satisfactory I’ll have to write the advertisement more carefully next time. But at least they both seem to know about running an office.”
    “Sounds like a plan.”
    Oscar smiled and drew a notepad onto his knee. “I’d better write out some questions to ask then.”

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    Ambrielle had been pleased when she was invited to interview for the office administrator job at the clinic. The problem was going to be getting time off work. One of His Royal Idiotness’s more annoying habits was to automatically deny every request for time off, forcing staff to just take the time and lose the day’s pay. Or get a certificate from a medical practitioner and take the entire day off, when an hour or two would have been plenty. “That’s just another example of his total lack of people skills,” she mumbled to herself, tapping one long blue fingernail on her desk as she stared at her computer screen. Eleven in the morning meant she’d need the entire day off work. Even if she came straight to work from the interview it’d be after one by the time she got in here, and she wouldn’t have had lunch and likely she’d be wearing clothes that