The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 8

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Warren

Frome awake with the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg flooding my nose. My mind is struggling to remember where I and what happened and then, all of a sudden, it comes flooding back. I met her, my mate. Yara.

I jolt, ready to sit up quickly, to make sure she’s still here, but Arric holds me steady.

“Easy, Warren: You’ll wake her up, he says, practically purring in my mind.

am

I open my eyes and see her with her head on the edge of my bed. fast asleep. Whether it is Arric or just my instincts, my hand is in her hair, gently rubbing her head while she sleeps.

She’s sitting in a chair, leaned over the bed, and she looks terrible uncomfortable. I look down at my leg and realize that she must have finished putting my bones together while I was asleep, having also sewn my leg closed and wrapped it in bandages.

“Thanks, Arric. You’re the best, I tell my wolf and it’s true. I’d be dead, hundreds of times over, if it wasn’t for the strength of my wolf

“You can thank her this time. Being with my mate is making me stronger. The sooner she allows us to mark her, the better. for both of us. We still have at least three, maybe four Alphas trying to kill us, he

It’s true.

says.

Brady is only one of several. I also have Quinton and Thomas fighting against me nearly once a week and then there’s Simon. Alpha Solomon wasn’t the kind of man to fight a war just because he enjoyed fighting and I had never given him a reason to fight. However, his son is a completely different story. Simon’s an idiot who has more brawns than brain. He likes to fight and he enjoys the kill. We’ll have to be more careful now when we run through the general areas between the pack lands. Simon is one who will set booby traps, just so he can watch someone die a slow death. He’s worse than Brady.

I look down at my mate. At least I have her now. The likelihood of my pack surviving, even in these war–ridden times, just increased. It’s another reason I can’t let her go. She’s too valuable as a doctor, but as my mate, she’s irreplaceable.

Alpha, you’re awake. How are you feeling? my Beta says in the mind link, sounding exhausted.

‘Charlie, when’s the last time you slept?” I ask him.

“Awhile, he says.

some rest. I’m awake now. I can

Alpha, but there’s something

“What’s that?”

to show you. Is our Luna still asleep?” he asks. So, he

she able to get the other warriors

I hope it’s okay with you, when she gave an order, even if it

seems to have an inherent ability to know what is needed, what will strengthen the pack. Or

agree with her assessments?” I

seeing more than I am right now. She was able to tell that Carson was too exhausted and was

Chapter 8

I didn’t even realize he

at my little mate, smiling proudly. Yes, she

stand, I

hear how exhausted he is, it must be important for him to come over to

don’t knock, just come in. Yara is still asleep. Do you know when she

some on recovery time, told others if they don’t get sleep in the next twenty–four hours, that she’d put them down officially too. She’s pretty impressive. Honestly, she makes

that same

the risk of you getting angry with me, I think I understand why

growls low in his chest.

She’s funny, and witty, and even the warriors were giving her looks like they couldn’t believe some

better know that she’s

Alpha, she’s exactly what this pack has been needing, in more

Dnc.

couldn’t agree more, I tell him, just as I feel him outside the door. ‘Quietly,’ I say, not wanting

He

Yara and smiling at her. I growl softly at him. He and I share a type when it comes to women. But I have no intention of sharing

can love her, adore her, appreciate her as his Luna, once my

on the bed beside me. I carefully pull my fingers from her hair

ask, still talking in the mind link so

‘On her car.”

stop, looking up at him. ‘All of