#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 – ”

harshly, dismissing my apology with a glare as he helps me basically carry Cora into the back, to where we can help her. “A

Cora mumbles, and Hank’s head snaps up, as if he didn’t really realize that she’s conscious enough to

room. Then, 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 her belly. Hank hisses when he sees the amount of blood

to be held and comforted, but I’m so, so grateful to see that he’s essentially unharmed. My whole heart breaks as I

pulls on latex gloves and then begins to peel back her clothing so that he can see the wound. I

the room, ready to spring into action.

turning back to his work. “I mean, it’s critical –

my sister – her eyes closed as she lays on the table, 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

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

dart back to her as I see him come to the logical

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

frowns 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

the thoughts together. Then he turns away from

turns back to me. “Do you know how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and I see him tucking his emotions about the news away, hiding behind his professional identity

say, shaking my head, “um, not long? Maybe – maybe a week after her missed period?” I shrug,

turns to me again, confused, “wait, is it even a wolf

at my sister who

a heartbeat. But if the baby is…human? I don’t know, Ella.” Then he

sighs again, shaking his head.

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