Chapter 350-Cora

It’s hours, hours later when I finally have a moment to step back and breathe. And when I do, I feel my head spin and stumble back a step or two. Roger is there, instantly, his hand on my back.

“Cora,” he says, pulling me closer to him, tilting up my face so that he can study me. “Are you all right? You’re – ”

“I’m fine,” I mutter, frustrated, trying to push away and get back to work. I have a moment to breathe, but honestly there’s so much more that – needs to be done for these men –

“No,” Roger says, stubborn. “You’re pushing yourself too far – you’re pregnant, Cora -”

“Roger,” I sigh, turning to glare at him in earnest now and putting a hand on his chest. “This cannot be the refrain that I hear for the next nine – or six or however many months, all right? I am not going to stop doing my job-stop healing people – just because I’m pregnant.”

I hear Roger begin to growl in protest but I lock my teeth together, staring up at him, hard. And, slowly, I see him start to relent, to remember the person who he chose as his mate.

“This is my life, Roger,” I whisper, ” my identity. I’m a doctor – I made an oath! I’m going to help them.”

“All right,” he replies, taking a step back. “But Cora, please -”

careful –

close are you to exhaustion now?” he asks, looking me over from top to bottom, his eyes

pause, closing my eyes and checking in with myself. Honestly, I’m not far off – but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the extent of the burns that they came in with some of them down to the bone – I cringe

hear Roger ask, and then when I look up at him

concentrates and I’m a little sorry

have the

press his

I agree, nodding. And then I turn to him fully, peering at some of the red

growl. “Much slower than usual. Like

get a brief glimpse of the skin below before I wrap him back up. “You’re healing,” I say, looking up at

all right,” he sighs, I think being brave for me. As Roger puts a sweet, concerned hand on the side of my

where her mate naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps.

she pulls away from me. “More his pride hurt than anything, and he’s frustrated,” she says, giving a chagrined

murmurs, shaking his head. “And he burned all of his supplies on his way out, along with us, so we don’t have much information from the misadventure

Henry is rolling between the beds, speaking kindly to any of the men who are conscious and willing to report what they heard and saw. “He’s sure you’ll

Roger murmurs, looking around. “We are so…so lucky that everyone

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