Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia
Chapter 64
Chapter 63: Caine: Ten Minutes
CAINE
In hindsight, our arrival to the hospital could have been handled better.
Fenris grumbles, refusing to acknowledge his part in the chaos. He’s still upset to learn wolves aren’t allowed in the hospital. Service animals only.
... and getting mad at your mate’s doctors for refusing him entry doesn’t endear you to the hospital staff—or security.
Granted, I could have stood my ground. It isn’t as if their pathetic security force is enough to stop the wrath of a Lycan, much less their king. From what I can tell, even an average beta could wreck the place. After all, like most hospitals, they cater to humans. Even a weak shifter can overpower an average human.
A place like this doesn’t need someone capable of standing up to an alpha, much less a Lycan. Most of us don’t even heal slow enough to require hospital care. A few might require intensive treatment if they’re too weak for natural healing to kick in, but such situations are rare. Broken bones do need treatment, but rarely require an overnight stay. By far, the majority of shifters admitted to a hospital are there for one reason: Pregnancy.
Illness and injury may not plague our people the way it haunts a human’s lifetime, but even supernaturals can have issues with birthing offspring.
Which explains why the humans became so squirrelly when I threatened to throw her first doctor through a wall, daring to tell me our presence is unnecessary because Grace was just sleeping. A violent environment is no place to bring a fresh pup into the world.
Magnanimous as I am, I allowed their pathetic security force to escort me off hospital grounds...
Only because Lyre threatened to lock you out of her home if you didn’t, Fenris huffs. You can’t keep treating humans like this if you want Grace to like you.
She does like me. This fact is now established. Granted, she liked me a little too much and fainted afterward...
I check my phone again, a growl building in my throat. Nothing. The screen remains stubbornly blank, no new messages from Lyre.
Ten minutes. Ten goddamn minutes since her last update.
She said Grace is stable. You heard the doctor yourself.
"I don’t trust them," I mutter, pacing outside of the gas station conveniently located across the street from the hospital. They want me one hundred feet away, which is fine... but I’m not going any farther. "How hard is it to send a text?"
She’s ignoring you. Stop demanding updates every five minutes. She has better things to do, like actually watching over Grace.
I grit my teeth over the annoying truth of his words. "Don’t start."
Maybe he’s right, though. Five minutes might be extreme. Ten minutes should be fine, though.
I wasn’t the one who threatened to disembowel the nurse for asking you to fill out paperwork.
My eyebrows snap together. "He was keeping me from Grace. Her IV was pulling at her skin—"
He was doing his job. And Lyre fixed the IV.
The rainbow-haired enigma had even slapped my hand away again, telling me in no uncertain terms to stay away from Grace. That’s when it all started. The humans had given me strange looks.
Fine. Maybe he’s right about the one instance, but the rest...
You mean the doctor you pinned against the wall?
"He told us to leave."
yelled at
"She was disrespectful."
does make me sound a little out of control. Not as much as normal, but
the receptionist you made cry when she couldn’t access Grace’s file
my teeth. "Are you
Someone should.
woman clutching a coffee cup flinches, scurrying to her car
transgressions. Like
isn’t about me. It’s about
mean?" I snarl, trying to keep it a little quieter than normal. These humans find talking to yourself strange, despite it being a common occurrence
a great choice of
though. She’s comfortable with
afraid, Fenris points out, ruining the small surge of pride and affection coursing through me over the thought of
"I’m not—"
it, you’re lashing out at
pointedly ignoring Fenris’s sanctimonious lecture. The silence stretches between us, heavy
notification. Every
[LYRE: She’s fine.]
if it might reveal more information under
after making me wait fifteen minutes. The vague message only amplifies my anxiety rather
seems determined to make his home. It’s all an act, though. I can feel the anxiety radiating from his corner of
punching the screen. I hate
she awake? Still resting? Test results
three dots appear, indicating Lyre’s typing a response, then disappear. Appear again. Disappear. My patience frays with each
Ask nicely, Fenris suggests.
"Fuck off."
man walking past gives me a startled look before quickening his pace. I bare my teeth at
stubbornly silent. No typing dots.
lies in that sterile building across the street.
try it
me on her condition.
comes almost
She needs more
Speaking. The
I
response:
my throat, rumbling so loud
security again. She doesn’t need that
I suppose
"High Alpha?"
approaching scent, and I wonder why the Fiddleback Pack keeps sending idiots to speak with
snap, turning to face the
chin tipped up in an almost challenging posture. Dark brown hair swoops across his forehead, and he smiles at me with perfect white teeth. His stance suggests casual
me Marsh." He extends a hand for a shake. "Alpha
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