Accidental Surrogate

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

soaking her

in both of my hands, finally taking a moment

to be held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see

My whole heart breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that – that Hank might need me

has to

pulls on latex

the wound. I see him take a deep breath at first and then slowly breathe it out as he quickly begins

eyes flick to Cora as nurses come into the room,

glancing to me.

not it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his work. “I

to do some work but it’s a relatively shallow stab, and the knife missed her major organs –

I say, breathless with worry as I glance between my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on the table,

doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose

shaking my head, “she’s –

my words, and I can almost see the thoughts

pregnant Roger she left him for she’s human humans can’t

dart back to her as I see him come to the logical conclusion,

hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say again, drawing his attention back to me as

father.” Roger

confused

my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say, holding his gaze. “But

it’s his blood – ”

roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the thoughts

barking something out to the nurses about getting an

along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his emotions

away, hiding behind his professional identity

Maybe – maybe a week after her missed period?” I shrug, confused, “I

know?”

a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me

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

daze as the nurses continue to prep

it was a wolf pregnancy,” Hank says, folding his arms, “then

to me. “Either way,” he says, “the knife wouldn’t have itself

child. But

sighs again, shaking his head. “I’ll do everything I can.”“Thank you,” I breathe, taking one hand from

not a very huggy kind of guy, I step away, moving to