Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 370

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 370-Dr. Hank

Ella

I stumble through the doors of the clinic with immense difficulty, Cora leaning heavily and moaning on my one side, Rafe’s

carrier bouncing against my other.

People’s eyes go wide when they see us, but they quickly scatter out of our way to make room, shouting for nurses and

doctors to come and help. I hold my breath, my eyes fastened on the clinic’s familiar front counter as I pray to heaven and

back that Hank is here, that he’s on duty tonight.

I exhale a that huge breath in a sob of relief when I see him come, wide-eyed, around the corner, trying to figure out what

the big fuss is about. Hank gasps when he sees us, dropping his clipboard and dashing into the waiting room to get to our

side.

To my immense relief, Hank recovers quickly from his surprise and is, quite suddenly, the calm and efficient surgeon I’ve

come to know and trust.

“What’s wrong,” he snaps as he gets his shoulder under Cora’s other arm. Where is she hurt?”

“Her lower back,” I say, my words coming slowly as I try to get my frantic mind in order. “She was stabbed – we were

attacked, Hank – I’m so sorry – ”

“Enough,” he says harshly, dismissing my apology with a glare as he helps me basically carry Cora into the back, to where

we can help her. “A stab wound?! Why the fuck didn’t you get her to a hospital, Ella!”

“It’s not bad,” Cora mumbles, and Hank’s head snaps up, as if he didn’t really realize that she’s conscious enough to talk.

“Tell me.” he says, guiding us all into the first room. Then, as Cora talks to him in some kind of medical jargon I don’t

understand, Hank and I help her up onto an examination table where she lays on her belly. Hank hisses when he sees the

of blood soaking her shirt

holding on to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both of my hands, finally taking a moment

held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s

heart breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist,

has

pulls on latex gloves and then begins to

the wound. I see him take a deep breath at first

nurses come into the room, ready to spring into action. Hank gives them quick demands

glancing to me.

not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning

relatively

as I glance between my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on the

– and the doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke so little

head, “she’s – she’s

my words, and I

for she’s human humans can’t get pregnant by a

I see him come to the logical conclusion, the

his side at an instant, my hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say again, drawing his attention back to

father.”

me, confused – “That’s impossible, Ella

have no explanation,” I say, holding his

his

scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the thoughts

barking something out to the nurses about getting an

know how far along she is?” he asks, stern,

behind his professional identity

maybe a week after her missed

know?”

satisfied. “With a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me

– honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and stares

slipped into a daze as the nurses continue

a wolf pregnancy,” Hank says, folding his arms, “then it would be long enough, now,

he turns to me. “Either way,” he says, “the

child. But her

“I’ll do everything I can.”“Thank you,” I breathe, taking one hand from Rafe’s carrier to quickly wrap an arm around Hank’s shoulders, giving

of guy, I step away, moving

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