Surrogate For Alpha Dom

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

to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both of my hands,

be held and comforted,

whole heart breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that – that

has to

back to Cora then, watching as Hank pulls on latex

the wound. I see him take a deep breath at first and then slowly breathe

eyes flick to Cora as nurses come into the room, ready to spring

glancing to me.

“It’s not it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his

work but it’s a relatively

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

her life. The doctor whose heart she broke

my head, “she’s

in my words, and I can almost see the thoughts passing through

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

dart back to her as I see him come to the logical conclusion, the same

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

father.” Roger

frowns at me, confused

shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say, holding

it’s his blood

breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his

out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in

far along she is?” he asks, stern,

behind his professional identity

shaking my head, “um, not long? Maybe – maybe a

know?”

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

Hank sighs and stares at her, at my sister who

daze as the

his arms, “then it would be long enough, now,

Ella.” Then he turns to me. “Either way,” he says,

But her

sighs again, shaking his head. “I’ll do everything I can.”“Thank you,” I breathe, taking one hand

not a very huggy kind of guy, I step away, moving to a