Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 371-Unleashing the Flame

Ella

I fall into a little daze as I watch Hank work, as I hold my sleeping baby in my arms. It’s not that I’m not paying attention –

it’s just that…I don’t really understand what they’re doing or saying, so to me it’s all just quiet repetitive work.

I do pay attention, of course, when Hank deems Cora patched up enough to roll her over onto her side so that they can

perform an ultrasound. Cora gives a low moan when the nurses move her, a sound which at once pains me and gives me

a little thrill of hope. Because as much as I hate to hear my sister in pain –

Damn it, at least it means she’s alive. I watch carefully as the nurses hold her still, as Hank expertly spreads some clear

jelly on her stomach and then begins to search for a heartbeat. Then I bury my head in my hand a few moments later

when he finds it – a fast, faint fluttering of noise. My little niece or nephew, still fighting for life.

I drag my hand away from my face a moment later to see Hank nodding to his nurses and Cora lowered back on her belly.

Then, Hank turns to me, pulling off his gloves as he crosses the room and falls into a crouch so that we can be almost

face-to-face while I stay seated.

“You saw?” he asks, looking up at me a little from his lowered place on the floor. “Yes,” I reply, nodding sharply. “The baby

is alive, but – ”

“Right,” he says, glancing back towards Cora. “It’s – it’s not preferable, obviously, for a mother to be so gravely wounded

so early in a pregnancy. Frequently the body will decide…” he sighs and shakes his head, trying to come up with the right

words. He looks up at me as he finishes his thought, “the body will sometimes decide, Ella, to prioritize the mother.”

“So miscarriage…” I say, looking over at my sister.

“There’s a higher risk of it right now, yes. Ella,” he says again, his voice curious now, drawing my eyes back to him. “Did

Cora ever mention to you the possibility…”

nodding, knowing where he’s going with this. “I can do it, Hank but, the people who hurt us

that he’s not going to understand what I’m talking

they they bound my gift and my wolf,” I say, giving

tried to heal her in the car, but

can – you can actually like, use it to heal people

wounds like that -”

Hank suddenly, a little disturbed by his curiosity

really, is he asking me

up in a little plea for forgiveness. “I’m I’m just a doctor, Ella. It’s all I really

like that – it’s a dream. But please

nod, my eyes moving back to Cora, wanting

up to his feet and looking at Cora himself. “It would

lot about wolf biology, but not a lot about the religion or the

there anyway to get around this? Perhaps one of the

her? Ask for her aid

him suddenly as I realize that –

say, getting quickly to my feet and looking around

please?”

the phone in the corner of the room. “Of course, Ella,” he says. “The entire

now. “I’m going to run some tests,”

Let’s update each

carry Rafe over to the little computer in

the center of our city, hopping to hell the priestesses there can

something to help.

Sinclair

a fist out in front of him, his teeth

us. Roger, in mid- leap, takes the hit first, yelping and turning away as the

before it gets

of pain as I turn my back to the fire but feel it

deep and searing touch that’s gone after an

men behind me likewise taking the brunt of the flame, I turn back to the priest and

coming back to

glares at us. “I will burn you until your charred skeletons

are left -”

him. “Or else you’d

frustration, I think, in being caught out. Roger, understanding my point,

begins to