Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 370

#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.

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

step back, holding on to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both of my hands, finally taking a moment to glance down at my son. He’s fussing unhappily, wanting to be held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s essentially unharmed. My whole heart breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that – that Hank might need me

back her clothing so that he can see the

nurses come into the room, ready to spring into

back to his work. “I mean, it’s critical – we have to do some work but it’s a relatively shallow

on the table, faintly breathing – and the doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke so

and pale as he takes in my words, and I can almost see the thoughts passing through his head Cora, pregnant Roger

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

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

at me, confused –

shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say, holding his gaze. “But Roger sensed it the baby,

together. Then he turns away from me,

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

not long? Maybe – maybe a

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

at her, at my sister who I think maybe has slipped into a daze as the nurses continue to prep

says, folding his arms, “then it would be long enough, now, to detect a heartbeat. But if the baby is…human? I don’t know, Ella.” Then he turns to me. “Either way,” he says, “the knife wouldn’t have

shaking his head. “I’ll

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