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.

him in some kind of medical jargon I don’t understand, Hank and I help her up onto an examination table where she

but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s essentially unharmed. My whole heart breaks

latex gloves and then begins to peel back her clothing so that he can see the

eyes flick to Cora as nurses come into the room, ready to spring

it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his work. “I mean, it’s critical

breathless with worry as I glance between my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on the table, faintly breathing – and the doctor I

see the thoughts passing through his head Cora, pregnant Roger she left him for she’s human humans can’t get

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

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

at me, confused – “That’s impossible,

“We have no explanation,” I say, holding his gaze. “But Roger sensed it the baby, it’s his

putting the thoughts together. Then he turns away from me, barking something out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in here right

how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking

Maybe – maybe a week after her missed period?” I shrug, confused,

but then he turns to

my head – honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and stares at her, at my sister who I think maybe has slipped into a daze as the nurses continue

it was a wolf pregnancy,” Hank says, folding his arms, “then it would be long enough, now, to detect a heartbeat. But if the baby is…human? I don’t know, Ella.”

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