Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 268 – My Mate, Covered in Blood

Sinclair

I roar as I stumble through the doors of the hospital, my bleeding mate clutched in my arms.

Everyone in the emergency room freezes – doctors, nurses, patients. Everyone. The noise that comes from me is unending, a demand, a plea, a threat. I am halfway between states now – my eyes filled with the wolf’s flame, my hands ending in razor-sharp claws.

She breathes against my chest, barely. Blood drips from her.

The bond – I can barely feel it, between she and I –

And my child –

I take a breath, then, glaring around the room, and open my mouth to shout again. “DOCTOR,” I cry. “Get me a doctor! NOW!”

The room collectively jumps at this, patients clearing away from the desk and heading towards the sides of the room, the nurses leaping to their feet. A doctor strides forward – one I don’t recognize – but he’s here, damn it, he’d better be good –

“Come,” he commands, stopping a few feet from us and then gesturing backwards towards the door to the treatment rooms. He doesn’t need to look any closer to know that she needs immediate care. “This way, fast.”

I stride after him as he shouts out commands on his way. In my arms, Ella is deathly pale, passed out, hardly breathing. I glance down at her, at her beautiful face, her rose-gold hair falling across it.

She’s strong – I know she’s strong –

teeth, growling, livid with the universe for asking this much

and giving commands

asks, looking closely at Ella’s face as I lay her down

tell him the exact number of days,

and then glances up at me. “Too soon for an early cesarian.

I growl, grabbing the man by his coat and bringing his face close to mine. “And she as well. You will do

to his

barks back at me, his eyes angry

from me and brushes off his coat, keeping his eyes on mine. “I will move mountains for her, sir,” he bites out, his voice still low. “I will do everything I can to help her survive. We owe you that. But it will not be helped by

teeth in a snarl as I close the distance between us. “You dare take that tone

King, sir, but I am the Alpha in this surgery. And if you want me to save her life, you must back

I turn my head

snarl, folding my arms across my chest and stepping to the head of her bed. The doctor holds my gaze for a moment more and then does as I say, getting down to the business

help her breathe, wires and tubes plugged into her arms. The nurses cut the clothes from her

medic experience, of course, but I know that her life is in their hands, not mine. And it kills me to realize that, to stand here and watch her fight knowing that there’s nothing I can do. As I watch,

screen. My stomach drops and I hear a moan. A

to take her in,” The doctor commands, stripping off his bloody gloves and turning to me. “Her uterus is torn,

child,” I growl, focusing my eyes on him. “Is he

heartbeat,” he says, turning back to me. His voice is apologetic as he utters his next words. “It’s not good, Sir. If it were anyone else, I’d…I’d instruct my team to let the child go, to concentrate on saving

him, taking two instinctual steps forward. “You will save

doesn’t flinch, but instead nods. “I will fight for her,” he responds, solid. “I will fight for both of them, as my Queen and my Prince. Trust me, Sir.” He bows his head then, briefly, before again meeting my eyes. “I