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

of blood soaking her shirt and

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

be held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s

breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist,

just has to wait

pulls on latex gloves and then begins to peel back her

deep breath at first and then slowly breathe

into the room, ready to

glancing to me.

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

to do some work but it’s a relatively shallow stab, and the

worry as I glance between my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on

save her life. The doctor whose

head, “she’s – she’s

goes perfectly still and pale as he takes in my words,

she’s human humans can’t get pregnant

come to the logical conclusion, the same one

hand on his arm. “Hank,”

father.”

frowns at me, confused –

I shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no

baby, it’s his blood –

scrapes his palm down

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

me. “Do you know how far along she is?” he asks,

hiding behind

I say, shaking my head, “um, not long? Maybe – maybe a week after her missed period?” I shrug, confused, “I

know?”

nods, satisfied. “With a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me again, confused, “wait, is it even

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

as

his arms, “then

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

But

one hand from Rafe’s carrier to quickly wrap an arm around

Then, knowing Hank’s not a very huggy kind of guy, I step

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