Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 267 – My Mate, Covered in Blood

Sinclair

I roar as I stumble through the doors of the hospital, my bleeding mate clutched in my arms.

Everyone in the emergency room freezes doctors, nurses, patients. Everyone. The noise that comes from me is unending, a demand, a plea, a threat. I am halfway between states now – my eyes filled with the wolf’s flame, my hands ending in razor-sharp claws.

She breathes against my chest, barely. Blood drips from her.

The bond I can barely feel it, between she and I-

And my child-

I take a breath, then, glaring around the room, and open my mouth to shout again, “DOCTOR,” I cry.

“Get me a doctor! NOW!”

The room collectively jumps at this, patients clearing away from the desk and heading towards the sides of the room, the nurses leaping to their feet. A doctor strides forward – one I don’t recognize but he’s here, damn it, he’d better be good –

“Come,” he commands, stopping a few feet from us and then gesturing backwards towards the door to the treatment rooms. He doesn’t need to look any closer to know that she needs immediate

care. “This way, fast.”

I stride after him as he shouts out commands on his way. In my arms, Ella is deathly pale, passed out, hardly breathing. I glance down at her, at her beautiful face, her rose-gold hair falling across

1. it.

She’s strong I know she’s strong –

But she’s given so much. I grit my teeth, growling, livid with the universe for asking this much of

her. I will not lose her to this.

as we move down the hall, the doctor who first met us at the entrance taking lead and giving commands left

asks, looking closely at Ella’s face as I lay her down on

I say. I could tell him the exact number of days, but frankly I don’t think

this point. 2

and then glances up at me. “Too soon for an early cesarian. The

close to mine. “And she as

doctor, to his

me, his eyes angry as he grabs

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Chapter 26

Mate, Covered in

and brushes off his coat, keeping his eyes on mine. “I will move mountains for her, sir,” he bites out, his voice still low. “I will do everything I

the distance between us. “You dare take that tone with me?” I ask, my voice low with warning. “I am

our King, sir, but I am the Alpha in this surgery. And if you

throat then, but I turn

that bed –

pride is not worth her sacrifice. I glare at the doctor but step away. “Do your work,” I snarl, folding my arms across my chest and stepping to the head of her bed. The doctor holds my gaze

swarming again with people, with beeping machines and IV’s and tanks of oxygen. They work quickly. Almost before I can comprehend it, Ella has a mask over her face to help her breathe, wires and tubes plugged into her arms. The nurses cut the clothes from her poor fragile body, strip her naked so that I can see the blood thickly coating her thighs.

can endure it, then I can surely stand to watch. So I

professionals murmur to each other as they work, speaking in a medical language I can’t comprehend. It’s almost more than I can

I know that her life is in their

her fight knowing that there’s nothing I

jelly on Ella’s stomach. Then, they

state.

screen. My stomach drops and I hear a moan.

her in,” The doctor commands, stripping off his bloody gloves and turning to me. Her uterus is torn, leaking blood at the cervix, and her organs are in failure

child,” I growl, focusing my eyes on him. “Is

heartbeat,” he says, turning back to me. His voice is apologetic as he utters his next words. “It’s not good, Sir. If it were anyone else, I’d…I’d instruct my team to let the child go, to

snar! at him, taking two instinctual steps forward. “You will save