Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 369

#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 – ”

glare as he helps me basically carry Cora into the back, to where we can

Cora mumbles, and Hank’s head snaps up, as

to him in some kind of medical jargon I don’t understand, Hank and I help her up onto an examination table

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 to help that Rafe just has 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 take a deep

to Cora as nurses come into the room, ready to spring into action. Hank gives

“I mean, it’s critical – we have to do some work but it’s a relatively shallow stab, and the

faintly breathing – and the doctor I know can save her life. The doctor whose heart she broke so little time ago. “Hank,” I continue, shaking my head,

see the thoughts passing through his head Cora, pregnant Roger she left him

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

hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say again, drawing his attention back to me as I shake my head,

confused – “That’s impossible,

I shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say,

another deep breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the thoughts together. Then he turns away from me, barking

she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his emotions about the news away, hiding behind his professional

long? Maybe – maybe a week after her missed period?” I shrug,

nods, satisfied. “With a wolf pregnancy…” but then he turns to me again, confused, “wait, is

– honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and stares at her, at

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 itself

sighs again, shaking his head. “I’ll do

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