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 and

a step back, holding on to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both of

He’s fussing unhappily, wanting to be held and comforted,

I resist, knowing that – that

has to

eyes back to Cora then, watching as Hank pulls on

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

room, ready

glancing to me.

informs me. “It’s not it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning

work but it’s a relatively shallow stab, and the knife missed her

with worry as I glance between my sister – her eyes

her life. The doctor

my head,

words, and I can almost see the thoughts passing through his

left him for she’s human humans can’t

to her as I see him come to the logical conclusion, the same one Cora

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

“Roger father.” Roger is

frowns at me, confused – “That’s impossible,

I shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I

his blood –

palm down over his

to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in here

know how far along she is?” he

hiding behind his professional

not long? Maybe – maybe

know?”

pregnancy…” but then he turns to me again, confused, “wait,

just shrug and shake my head – honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and stares at her, at my sister who I think

slipped into a daze as

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

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

But her

one hand from Rafe’s carrier to quickly wrap an arm around

Then, knowing Hank’s not a very huggy kind of guy, I step

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