Alpha Luka And His Human Mate

I threw down the sponge after we finished cleaning him off, but I could see that he was slipping away slowly.

"Where is Tara with the blood! " my breathing got unleveled and my vision was just blurry; nothing seemed to be going right.

"Caleb! Caleb stay with me please" I cried as I dabbed a stream of sweat from his forehead. His eyes bobbed once and offered me a weak smile. He coughed again but this time blood followed with it.

"Doctor Deslandes " Someone called, but I ignored the voice and cleaned the newly spilled blood from Caleb's face.

"Doctor Deslandes"

"Caleb you're gonna be just fine just please hold on"

"Luna! " I was spun around and faced by Doctor Monroe as he gazed at me sadly.

"This is too personal for you. I suggest you go be with your family. We'll do everything we can in here". He suggested, seeing my condition too. I was just as panicked as Ashley.

I processed his words then glanced at the nurses hooking up the blood. They looked slightly uncomfortable because of my constant shouting, so I decided to take his advice.

"Please stay with us Caleb. We need you. Ashley needs you" I wiped the tear that fell from my eyes and onto his forehead as a nurse placed a ventilator mask on him. Placing one last kiss on his cheek, I exited to the hall where everyone was.

Ashley was still sobbing, and so was Emma who was dressed and sitting in a chair. Lincoln paced back and forth looking even more scared and torn than me.

He just lost a brother, I can't imagine how he'll feel if he loses another one.

I sat beside Ashley in the corner and hugged her tightly. Her crying only grew worse in my shoulder.

"He'll be okay Ash, it'll be okay" I cooed even though I wasn't entirely sure if I believed that too.

My heart ached at the whole scene. All of this could've been avoided, but it wasn't the time for throwing blame.

An hour passed and still nothing from the doctor. Caleb’s parents and Chris arrived, and he had no clue where Stella was.

Two hours passed and still nothing.

Three. Four.

Then Luka came.

"Luka" I whispered in relief as I jumped on him, my crying resuming in an instant.

rubbed my back soothingly as I broke

every minute

Chris seemed lost and confused, Caleb's parents looked broken,

was wrapped up in Caleb's mom's arms. She looked tired but wouldn't dare close her eyes. She would sniffle now and then,

was all just

shouldn't have

him truthfully. If I knew

down, everyone was

 IF she'd had just told us everything

thought that IF he'd had fought better, this

 he'd had known his mate better, this

that IF she hadn't gone with Stella to see Sam, Caleb wouldn't

if I didn't know anything until this morning. But it didn't matter whose fault it was. What mattered

a hug, and for the first time since I knew him, I saw Lincoln cry. He was scared, heart broken and he felt like he failed us all, though it wasn't

always had that burden. He always felt like protecting us was his responsibility. He must've felt hopeless knowing that he couldn’t save his own brother, that alone Caleb.

was, it

gave us the answer we didn't want to hear. He looked to each one of our expectant

hanging

threw my hand over my mouth to muffle a sob, no longer wishing to

lost too many blood and his body rejected the first few bags

what are you saying? " Luka asked, though we all knew what he meant ,we just needed

"He's gone "

And that was it..

racked my body once again. The cries from Emma and his mom sounded loudly from where they sat. My heart ached as it felt like something had been pulled from

He wasn't supposed to be gone! He was supposed to be fine. He was supposed

was supposed to be

in the dimly lit hallway, I even felt a few tears on

chest to look at Ashley. Her state scared me more than if she'd been in a tantrum. She just sat there, with her knees against her swollen belly as she rocked back and forth on the chair. I wiped my

whispered as calmly as possible while I sat

not gone," She

"Ash."

not gone," she repeated, shaking her head

know this is

screamed as she started to cry