Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond

Chapter 0089

Chapter 0089

Kaia POV

I was helping with the injured, this is why the hospital needed to be bigger. With an attack like this we were now running at over occupancy.

There were even beds in the corridors with young males only just of age, screaming in pain. We didn't have enough doctors or nurses, we had scraped through one battle only to enter into another.

I was running around the hospital trying to find bandages to help stop the free flow of blood pouring out of so many.

The alpha's attack was expertly executed and if they attacked again now, we wouldn't have a chance in hell of keeping our lands.

Father finds me in the hospital as Samson is assisting me with now resetting the dislocated bones of a she-wolf.

His aura is dark and thick, his anger suffocating the atmosphere of the medical centre that was already struggling with creating a peaceful environment to encourage recovery. Most here will be fine, once the bleeding stops and the bones are reset their wolves will speed up the healing process.

Some were in surgery, fighting for their lives and would need additional support in their healing journey.

as a loud snap indicates to me the bone of the she-wolf has been put back into

take in the room around him, it was a sight myself that would haunt me

fight...he attacked Samson and me..." I keep my voice a

knowing already that I had put myself in the

him he backed off all of a sudden. It was really peculiar.

"Did you shift?"

of a question was that, I wouldn't be standing here now if I hadn't of

human form could have survived the attacks

alpha's glare. Father can't blame Samson for this, I led the wolves into battle I couldn't stand back and watch from the

the injured. I want you to go home." He commands to me, his alpha aura washing over me. "I want to help our people, I'm here to help." I try to fight it but his is the only aura I've always had to submit to.

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need rest too." Father changes his tone slightly, not the authorative tone of an alpha but now

don't even know whose clothes I am wearing...it was the first thing Samson handed me once

blood that had dried on my arm to reveal bruises of my own, I hadn't taken in my own injuries. The adrenaline still pumping through my veins

so that I could go back and refresh. I would find rest difficult but I