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

her shirt

carrier tightly in both of my hands, finally taking a moment to glance down at

comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that

him cry – but I resist,

has to wait

then, watching as Hank pulls on latex gloves and then begins to peel back

see him take a deep breath at first and

the room, ready to

glancing to me.

fatal, Ella,” he says, turning

to do some work but it’s a relatively

I glance between my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on the table,

and the doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke

my head, “she’s – she’s

perfectly still and pale as he takes in my words, and I can almost see the thoughts passing through

pregnant Roger she left him for she’s human humans can’t get pregnant by a wolf

I see him come to the

side at an instant, my hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say again, drawing his attention back

“Roger father.” Roger is

me, confused

have no explanation,” I say, holding his

it’s his blood

roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting

the nurses about getting

far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his emotions about

hiding behind his

head, “um, not long? Maybe – maybe a

know?”

a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me again, confused, “wait,

Hank

slipped into a daze as

pregnancy,” Hank says, folding his arms, “then it would be long enough, now, to detect a heartbeat. But

is…human? I don’t know, Ella.” Then he turns to me. “Either way,” he says, “the

But her

his head. “I’ll do everything I can.”“Thank you,” I breathe, taking one hand from Rafe’s carrier to quickly wrap

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

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