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

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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.

us at the entrance taking lead and giving commands left and right. They move quickly, efficiently, bringing forward machines and

closely at Ella’s face as

I could tell him the exact number of days,

this point. 2

and then glances up at me. “Too soon for an early cesarian. The child….it would

mine. “And she as

doctor, to his credit, does

barks back at me, his eyes angry as

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his eyes on mine. “I will move mountains for her, sir,” he bites out, his voice still low.

a snarl as I close the distance between us. “You dare take that tone with me?” I ask, my

me, then, our chests almost meeting, glaring up into my eyes. “You may be our King, sir,

then, but I turn my head to look at her. So small

that bed –

chest and stepping to the head of her bed. The doctor holds

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

sight, but I refuse myself that indulgence. If she can endure it, then I can surely stand to watch. So

as they work, speaking in a medical language I can’t comprehend.

but I know that her life is in their hands, not

here and watch her fight knowing that there’s nothing I can do.

with an ultrasound machine, plugging it in as another quickly spreads clear jelly on Ella’s stomach. Then, they turn towards a screen, murmuring as they try

state.

cannot see a heartbeat on the screen. My stomach drops and I hear a moan. A moment

bloody gloves and turning to me. Her uterus is torn, leaking blood at the cervix, and

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

then quickly nods. “There’s a 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

him, taking two instinctual steps forward.