The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 40

Quinton

“I’m waiting to hear from Thomas. He isn’t answering my phone calls. If he’s ignoring me…” I snarl into the phone.

“Quinton, my pack still isn’t fully recovered from our last battle with Warren. He’s probably still recovering. You said he lost his Beta, right?” Brady asks me.

“Yeah, but that’s no excuse. I told him we’d get his Beta back, but can’t do that unless he answers his fucking phone so we can make a plan,” I growl.

“What do you want to do?” Brady asks.

“I’ve sent some warriors over there to encourage him to answer his phone.”

“So, when we attack, we’re getting the lady doctor, right?” he asks.

“Yeah. Alive. We need her,” I say, scrubbing my face with my hand.

“WE need her? I thought I was getting her,” he says. I have to be careful here. If what Brady and Thomas have said is true, then…

“FUCK! I have to go. Fucking Harold is attacking,” he says, hanging up.

sit back, thinking. I know that Brady will be busy for a couple of hours. I should send warriors to help him, but my bigger issue right now is Warren. He’s too fucking strong. Since my pack is the only one at a hundred percent, I need to keep it that way. Because there’s no way in hell that I’m giving that lady doctor to Brady. He’s just stupid enough to get stronger and then come after me.

There’s a knock at my door and when I look up, I see my son, Quirin, watching me.

“Hey, son. Come in,” I say, relaxing a bit. There’s nothing and no one that I love more in this world than my son.

“Is everything okay, Dad? I heard you snarling,” he says.

Quirin is the future heir of this pack. He’s only twelve, but I’ve been training him to be a warrior since before he got his wolf two years ago. And recently, I’ve started training him to think like an Alpha.

I gesture for him to come stand in front of me. “What do you think we should do with a pack that is getting stronger, an Alpha that is getting stronger and is threatening our livelihood?” I ask him.

“No one threatens our pack,” he growls, in his young wolf’s growl.

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“That’s right. No one threatens our pack. What do we do when someone threatens our pack?” I ask him.

“We eliminate them. We protect our pack,” he says confidently.

“That’s right. And what do we do if we find their strength, if say, that strength is a person, a she–wolf?”

I watch as he thinks about that. “We capture her and bring her here? Force her to make us stronger while making the other Alpha weaker?” he asks, unsure of his answer.

So, I’m trying to find a way to get to Alpha Warren and capture his strength. I will

she–wolf?”

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make her mine so she can never leave me,” I tell

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but it doesn’t matter. She gave me what I needed, an heir. For

one who gets this side of me. Not even my mate

mother. I watch proudly as my son

mate who looks away before

get back to work when I

office.

says, walking in with the group he took to

call.

he?” I

Alpha. The entire pack

of a fucking bitch! I turn, snarling as I swipe everything off my desk, some things

I growl, not looking at

them, it seemed like it was in the

them. “What do you mean ‘for

They’re bodies were closer to the borders, probably dead for closer to

it had to be Warren. He’d

anger. Warren is now strong enough that he’s not just fighting defensively when we attack. He and his pack have somehow gotten strong enough that they’ve just eliminated an entire pack, one I was allied with. I may not have thought very highly of Thomas, but he had warriors, warriors that used to be at

looking over my shoulder

few, Alpha. The safe rooms were empty but

not Warren. He’s taken the weak into his pack, made his pack even larger. And then,

loved collecting women from the packs he attacked. Held never gotten

Brady with the attack on his pack. Send out the orders, kill Alpha Harold and all of

Yes, Alpha!”

return them to Harold, that will give Harold

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than he already is..

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of attack, as I leap and race to the front of

Noelle POV

was exhausted and felt safe for the first time in a long time. But rather than being

his floor, just like Luna Yara said he would. I’d showered and he’d given me one of his t–shirts to sleep in which smells deliciously of him. But it’s not