The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Vara

I refuse to ask where the packhouse is. I’m pretty sure that arrogant Alpha, and yes, he’s very arrogant, is back there laughing at me, even after I painstakingly put his leg back together. I have half a mind to break all those bones again and leave him to his own devices.

‘Oh, that’s not what half your mind has been focusing on, Annika says, sending me images of Warren naked in the forest.

‘I was focused on his injury. I insist,

She changes the focus, expanding the image of Warren’s penis. It’s quite large, even when it’s not erect.

“Gotta love big Alphas, Annika purrs.

“You are not helping.

Come on. Yara. You know you’re enjoying yourself. When’s the last time someone really challenged you mentally? I like him. He’s….confident, she smirks.

I roll my eyes at my wolf and continue walking.

“Tell me you know where this damn packhouse is, I say to her.

-She lifts her nose again and I catch multiple scents all in close proximity.

“There you go, she says.

I get to the packhouse and stomp up the stairs, ready to walk in ahead of Warren and Charlie, who is no better than his annoying Alpha, when Annika stops me.

“Uh, Yara. You remember that you’re only wearing a t–shirt, right?” she asks me.

I look down just as I hear a growl from behind me and Charlie comes rushing up to me. “Better to wait to enter the packhouse until Alpha catches up, Luna.”

I give him a look. “I am NOT

your Luna.”

“Whatever you say, Luna,” he says, and I swear his lips twitch.

“Incorrigible,” I mutter, turning to look at Warren.

I suddenly realize that he has a sheet from the pack hospital wrapped around himself as he makes his way toward me. He looks aggravated as he tries to navigate the sheet and the crutch

“Here, what are you doing?” I ask him, going up and taking the sheet, frowning as I wrap it around him and tie it in a knot so he doesn’t have to hold it

“I’m trying to walk,” he growls.

“Is that better?” I ask him with mock patience. I’m annoyed that this man thinks that I’m going to bathe him. Just because I fixed him up and just because he smells friggin delicious, it doesn’t mean that I’m going to bathe him.

Annika, the little hussy, sends an image of Warren naked again, making my cheeks heat.

“Oh what I would give to know what’s going on in that overactive mind of yours,” Warren says softly. Because I’m so close, making sure the sheet was tied tight, I can feel his breath in my hair sending shivers up and down my spine.

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what I’m sure he can, my arousal. Why am I aroused by this

I glance up and immediately regret it since

I say, just

at me. “If you so. Come on, I want to introduce you to the

“But…” I gesture up

now. I need to remember

we walk in, the packhouse which was buzzing with conversation

this is Dr. Yara. If you haven’t met her yet, you most likely will in the near future. She is the new head doctor in our hospital. When you go to see her, what she says, goes. No argument or you

says.

and I feel everyone’s gaze on me. I try

her and I’ll kill you,” he says seriously, making

“WARRENI“

says in a sarcastic version of my tone. Then his lips twitch and I just know that I’m not going to like what comes out of his

mu

you’ll excuse us, my mate is going to give me a sponge bath,” he says to the pack, his eyes

to growl at him, but instead my cheeks get so

arrogant,” I grit through my

Yara, what have we discussed about this?”

packhouse

“No.” he drawls.

that explains a lot,” I say, stomping up the

going?” he

-Where are

the Alpha.

to

in front of your pack, Alpha. I’m sure you can figure

low

me to go find one of those young, nubile she–wolves to help you instead?” I ask him,

much too sweet.

narrows his eyes at

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I might just pop your nose,” I say, turning and walking

should have helped him, the man is truly frustrating Why in the world would be announce to his pack that

he asks and his tone is a bit more snarky than normal. I look at him more closely

him and wrapping his arm around

she helps me,” he

his room and when he opens the door, I’m not prepared for the onslaught of his teakwood scent that flows

of its own accord, my eyes falling closed, as I lift my chin, exposing my throat as

stop, my

he murmurs,

down, Warren leans in and gently nips at my throat, accepting the submission that I didn’t

away, he holds me to him. “You’re my mate

are you planning to submit?”

says gently.

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