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 of her. I will not lose

down the hall, the doctor who first met us at the entrance taking lead and giving commands left and right. They move quickly,

doctor asks, looking closely at Ella’s face as I lay her down on the bed as gently as I

number of days, but frankly I don’t think it will help at

me. “Too soon

bringing his face close to mine. “And she as well. You will do everything – you will move

his credit, does not

me, his eyes angry as he grabs

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

close the distance between us. “You dare take that tone with me?” I ask, my voice low with warning. “I am your King – you

into my eyes. “You may be our King, sir, but I am the Alpha in this

turn my head to look at her.

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 of

her face to help 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.

hands, not mine. And it kills me to realize that, to stand here and watch her fight knowing that there’s nothing I can

heartbeat on the screen. My stomach drops and I hear a

doctor commands, stripping off his bloody gloves and turning to me. “Her uterus is torn,

my eyes on

heartbeat,” he says, turning back to me. His voice is apologetic as he utters his next words.

“You will save them both,” I demand,

my Queen and my Prince. Trust me, Sir.” He bows his