#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 of

swarm of doctors gather around us as we move down the hall, the doctor who first met us at the entrance taking lead and giving commands left and right. They move quickly, efficiently, bringing forward machines and tools as we approach a bed at the

as I lay her down on the bed

could tell him the exact number of days, but frankly I don’t

me. “Too soon for

by his coat and bringing his face close to mine. “And she as well. You

to his credit,

his eyes angry as he

off his coat, keeping his eyes on mine. “I will move mountains for her, sir,” he bites out, his voice still low. “I will

between us. “You dare take

be our King, sir, but I am the Alpha in this surgery. And if you want me

feel the growl rip from my throat then, but I turn my head to look at her. So small – so fragile, in

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,

her breathe, wires and tubes plugged into her arms. The nurses cut the clothes from her poor fragile body, strip her naked so that I can see the blood thickly coating her thighs. I almost flinch away at the sight, but I refuse myself that indulgence.

to stand here and

a heartbeat on the screen. My stomach drops and I hear a moan. A moment later, I realize that the noise dropped from my

to me. “Her uterus is torn, leaking blood at the cervix, and her organs are in

child,” I growl, focusing my eyes

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

steps forward. “You will save them

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.

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