Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 17

Helping The Injured

KIARA

Dad’s words had shaken me but he had refused to allow me to join him . Dad , Liam and Jackson had gone , I knew even mom was irritated that dad told her to stay put . ” Come on , let’s go make sure everyone’s accounted for . ” Mom said frowning . Was everyone being called back ? How bad was it ? ” Any updates ? ” I asked , grabbing my staff as we left our house , rushing towards the packhouse . Mom was frowning and she nodded . ” It was a rogue attack . ” She replied . ” How did they get past patrol ? ” ” By killing them . ” Her reply shot through me . Someone had died , or more than one . We hadn’t had a loss of a pack member in years … ” Kiara , go to the hospital . Do what you can to help .

hospital . Even if I wanted to go to where the fight was , I knew where I would be of most help at . I wasn’t a professional medic when it came to human terms , but I knew a lot about werewolf healing and herbs that helped with the process . Grandma Amelia had taught me a lot . I had always been interested and although Grandma Amelia wasn’t into it herself , her husband had been and she had kept all his research – something she had gifted t o me on my fifteenth birthday . I still treasured them , they contained so much information . With the fear of ruining them , I had written everything

. Hearing a young woman sobbing , I changed directions until I found her sitting on the floor in the hall , crying . I frowned in concern . I knew her and it took me a moment to place her name , Barbara . She was a year older than me . I crouched down and placed a hand on her shoulder . She flinched until she realised who I was . ” Are you alright ? ” 2 ” No , he marked me . ” She sobbed . Showing me the mark that now stained her neck , almost fully healed . I didn’t know who she meant , watching as she pulled at her hair and showed me her neck . ” That fucking rogue ! He got away ! ” She sobbed in anguish . I pulled her into my arms , my own heart thudding . The fact that she was marked against her will brought back a memory from a few years ago , when mom had told me what

destined mates . So , when you mark a second person , the first mark you made is removed automatically . When your mate dies and you decide to take a second mate , your late mates ‘ mark can only be removed by someone bearing your own mark . It was like my grandparents . When Grandad Jackson marked Grandma Jessica , she was able to mark Grandad in return , removing Dad’s mother’s mark only because she had passed away . E It was this very reason why dad had not been able to remove the mark from mom’s neck

one’s true mate could overrule all other marking rules and claim their mate as their own , regardless i f their current mark giver was alive or not . I heard mom’s mark made by Zidane was disgusting and her body had repelled it . H e had gone against the very laws of nature by marking his own daughter . I hope Selene gave him a befitting punishment . Looking at Barbara’s , hers was healing really well . I wished she found her mate soon and he didn’t get angry that she was already marked . Marking someone against their will was a disgusting act and was looked down upon greatly . ” Things will be ok . Come on , let’s get you cleaned up and get you something to drink . ” I said softly helping her stand . I helped her to a chair and made her sit down . ” Kiara , he said he’ll come back for me ! ” She sobbed . ” No one can do anything to you . I promise . ” I said stubbornly . I would never allow some ratty rogue to touch one of my own pack members . ” Not under our watch . ” ” Kiara ! ” I turned and saw one of the pack doctors running past . ” We could use you , there’s a lot injured ! ” COUNES ”

get you a herbal drink . ” I said firmly , mind linking one of the nurses . She shook her head . ” I’m fine , just upset . You should get to helping . A lot of people were injured quite bad . ” ”

stepped past the first ward and my stomach churned , the strong smell of blood filling my nose mixed with the smell of fear , anxiety and panic . All six beds held a patient , each one supporting injuries . Someone was assisting each of the injured . Some looked a lot worse and , from what I could make out , some of the worse patients were not even in these wards but were being operated on or being prepared for surgery . I rushed on to the next ward and saw three beds were not being attended to yet . I walked over , analyzing which one looked worse off . Settling on a young man in his early twenties . He was an