Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 369: Dr. Hank

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

carrier tightly in both of my hands, finally taking a moment to glance down at my son. He’s fussing unhappily, wanting to be held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s essentially unharmed. My whole heart breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that – that

my eyes back to Cora then, watching as Hank pulls on latex gloves and then begins to peel back her clothing so that he can see the wound. I see

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

he says, turning back to his work. “I mean, it’s critical

closed as she lays on the table, faintly breathing – and the doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke so little time ago. “Hank,” I continue, shaking my head,

and I can almost see the thoughts passing through his head Cora, pregnant Roger she left him for she’s human

see him come to the logical conclusion, the same one

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

at me, confused – “That’s impossible,

explanation,” I say, holding his gaze. “But Roger sensed

deep breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the thoughts together. Then he turns away from me, barking something out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in

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

not long? Maybe – maybe a

“With a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me

stares at her, at my sister who I think maybe has

would be long enough, now, to detect a heartbeat. But if the baby is…human? I don’t know, Ella.” Then he turns to me. “Either way,” he says, “the knife wouldn’t

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