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

of blood soaking her shirt and her

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

comforted, but I’m so, so

but I resist, knowing that – that Hank might need me to help

just has to

eyes back to Cora then, watching as Hank pulls on latex gloves

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

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

glancing to me.

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

relatively shallow stab, and

breathless with worry as I glance between my sister – her

save her life. The

head,

perfectly still and pale as he takes in my words, and I can almost see

Roger she left him for she’s human

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

instant, my hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say

“Roger father.”

confused – “That’s

“We have no explanation,” I say, holding his gaze. “But Roger

his blood

deep breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting

the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in here right

how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I

hiding behind his professional

Maybe – maybe a week after

know?”

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

Hank sighs and stares at

daze as the

his arms, “then it would be

turns to me. “Either way,” he says,

But her

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

a very huggy kind of guy, I

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