Chapter 369 – 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.

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 amount

held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s essentially unharmed. My whole heart breaks as I

my eyes back to Cora then, watching as Hank pulls on latex gloves and then begins to peel back her clothing so that he can see the wound. I see him

ready to

“It’s not it’s not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his work. “I mean, it’s critical – we have to do some work but it’s a

on the table, faintly breathing – and the

words, and I can almost see the thoughts passing through his head Cora, pregnant Roger she left him

him come to

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

at me, confused

explanation,” I say, holding

the thoughts together. Then he turns away from me, barking something out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine

“Do you know how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his emotions about the news away, hiding behind his professional identity

– maybe a week after her missed period?” I

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

shake my head – honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and stares at her, at my sister who

heartbeat. But if the baby is…human? I don’t know, Ella.” Then he

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