Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 371-Unleashing the Flame

Ella

I fall into a little daze as I watch Hank work, as I hold my sleeping baby in my arms. It’s not that I’m not paying attention –

it’s just that…I don’t really understand what they’re doing or saying, so to me it’s all just quiet repetitive work.

I do pay attention, of course, when Hank deems Cora patched up enough to roll her over onto her side so that they can

perform an ultrasound. Cora gives a low moan when the nurses move her, a sound which at once pains me and gives me

a little thrill of hope. Because as much as I hate to hear my sister in pain –

Damn it, at least it means she’s alive. I watch carefully as the nurses hold her still, as Hank expertly spreads some clear

jelly on her stomach and then begins to search for a heartbeat. Then I bury my head in my hand a few moments later

when he finds it – a fast, faint fluttering of noise. My little niece or nephew, still fighting for life.

I drag my hand away from my face a moment later to see Hank nodding to his nurses and Cora lowered back on her belly.

Then, Hank turns to me, pulling off his gloves as he crosses the room and falls into a crouch so that we can be almost

face-to-face while I stay seated.

“You saw?” he asks, looking up at me a little from his lowered place on the floor. “Yes,” I reply, nodding sharply. “The baby

is alive, but – ”

“Right,” he says, glancing back towards Cora. “It’s – it’s not preferable, obviously, for a mother to be so gravely wounded

so early in a pregnancy. Frequently the body will decide…” he sighs and shakes his head, trying to come up with the right

words. He looks up at me as he finishes his thought, “the body will sometimes decide, Ella, to prioritize the mother.”

“So miscarriage…” I say, looking over at my sister.

“There’s a higher risk of it right now, yes. Ella,” he says again, his voice curious now, drawing my eyes back to him. “Did

Cora ever mention to you the possibility…”

where he’s going with this. “I can do it, Hank but, the people who hurt

my head, realizing that he’s not going to understand what I’m talking about if I start

of Darkness. “As we were getting away they they bound my gift and my wolf,” I say, giving

heal her in the car, but I

Hank says, his eyebrows going up in surprise. “So you can – you can actually like, use it to heal

wounds like that -”

narrow my eyes at Hank suddenly, a little disturbed by his curiosity

really, is

Hank says, putting his hands up in a little plea for forgiveness. “I’m I’m just a doctor, Ella. It’s all I really do, try

being able to wield medicine like that – it’s a

little sigh and nod, my eyes moving back to Cora,

at Cora himself. “It would help Cora,

Ella, unbind the gift? I know a lot about wolf biology, but not

this? Perhaps one of the

Ask

suddenly as I realize that –

my feet and looking around the

please?”

the corner of the room. “Of course, Ella,” he says. “The entire facility is at

back towards Cora now. “I’m going to run

himself.” Let’s update each other, if we

then carry Rafe over to the little computer in the corner, where

of the temple in the center of our city, hopping to hell the priestesses there can

something to help.

Sinclair

front of him, his teeth bared

in mid- leap, takes the hit first, yelping and turning away as the fire burns him, singing the edges

it gets

into one of pain as I turn my back to

searing touch that’s gone after an instant as the

behind me likewise taking the brunt of

coming back to

again,” the priest says, his teeth gritted as he glares at us. “I will burn you until your charred

are left -”

taking another step towards him. “Or else you’d have

think, in being

to prowl