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.

I’m awake

there’s something we need

“What’s that?”

Is our Luna still asleep?” he asks. So, he knew she was in here

is. Was she able to

even if it was twenty–four hours down, I told

inherent ability to know what is needed, what will strengthen the pack. Or al least, that’s what it

you agree with her

am right now. She was able to tell that Carson was

Chapter 8

on recovery time for twenty–four I didn’t even realize he hadn’t slept in days. It

back at my little mate, smiling proudly. Yes, she will make

onders stand, I tell him. What

I can hear how exhausted he is, it must be important for him to come over to the hospital

just come in. Yara is still asleep. Do you know when

ago. She went to see every single warrior, Alplu. Every single one in the hospital. She did an assessment of them, put 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 Dr. Stevens

same feeling before I passed

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

low in his chest.

I smiled, Alpha, or laughed. She’s funny, and witty, and even the warriors were giving her looks like they couldn’t believe some of the things

know that

they’re good. But as a Luna…damn, Alpha, she’s exactly

Dnc.

feel him outside the door. ‘Quietly,’ I

He

But I have no intention of sharing my mate with anyone

love her, adore her, appreciate her as his Luna, once my mark is on her. Until then,

with her, Alpha,” he says, before laying the trackers on the bed beside me. I carefully

I ask, still talking in

‘On her car.”

up at him. ‘All of