Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 371

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…”

this. “I can do it, Hank but, the people who

he’s not going to understand what I’m talking about if I start babbling on

of Darkness. “As we were getting away they they bound my gift and my

in the car, but I

in surprise. “So you can – you can actually

wounds like that -”

a little disturbed by his curiosity about the gift when

my sister. What, really, is he asking me

forgiveness. “I’m I’m just a doctor, Ella.

wield medicine like that

and nod, my eyes moving back to Cora,

himself. “It would help Cora, and

wolf biology, but not a lot about

of the priestesses of the Goddess, your mother? Could

touch with her? Ask for her aid

I realize that – that Hank may have

idea, Hank,” I say, getting quickly to my feet and

please?”

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

to run

Let’s update each

nod eagerly to Hank and then carry Rafe over to the little computer in the corner,

contact information of the temple in the center of our city, hopping to hell the priestesses

something to help.

Sinclair

sweeps a fist out in front of him, his teeth bared in determination as he sends a

and turning away as

it gets deep enough

as I turn my back to the fire but feel

deep and searing touch that’s gone after an instant as the

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

coming back to Roger’s

teeth gritted as he glares at us.

are left -”

taking another step towards him. “Or else you’d

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

to

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