Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 370

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 370-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.

“Tell me.” he says, guiding us all into the first room. Then, as Cora talks to him in some kind of medical jargon I don’t

understand, Hank and I help her up onto an examination table where she lays on her belly. Hank hisses when he sees the

soaking her shirt and

back, holding on to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both of my hands, finally taking a moment to glance down

to be held and comforted, but I’m so,

as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that

has

then, watching as Hank pulls on latex gloves and then begins

the wound. I see him take a deep breath at

nurses come into the room, ready to spring into action. Hank gives them quick demands

glancing to me.

was right,” Hank calmly informs me. “It’s not it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his work.

work but it’s a relatively shallow stab, and the knife missed her

as I glance between my sister – her

know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke so little time

my head, “she’s –

takes in my words, and I can almost see the

human humans can’t get

as I see him come to the logical conclusion,

“Hank,”

“Roger father.” Roger

confused

to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say, holding his gaze.

baby, it’s his

deep breath and roughly scrapes his palm down

me, barking something out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in here

“Do you know how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his

behind his

not long? Maybe – maybe

know?”

nods, satisfied. “With a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns

don’t know. Hank sighs and stares at her, at

slipped into a daze as the nurses continue

“then it would be

Then he turns to me. “Either way,” he says, “the knife wouldn’t have

child. But

breathe, taking one hand from Rafe’s

of guy, I step away, moving to a chair against the wall

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