The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 63

Vara

Icome awake slowly. My body is still and my arms are aching, like I’ve somehow managed to get tangled up in them while i was sleeping and they’re stuck behind my back. I try to move them out from under me, but I can’t. My head feels fuzzy and it hurts. What’s going on

“Wake up, Yara” Annika says urgently

I’m trying. Annika What’s going…

“There she is. Finally, an angry voice says nearby. My eyes flash open. I recognize that voice. I don’t, however, recognize my surroundings.

Annika, where are we?

I don’t know. He knocked me out too.

A hand grabs my hair, pulling me into a sitting position roughly, My arms are tied behind my back and my legs are wrapped up tightly. My body is stiff and sore. I must have been like this for a while,

“You just had to go and fuck him, didn’t you?” Simon snarls in my face.

He looks crazed. His hair is shooting out in all directions like he’s been tugging on it so long that it doesn’t bother trying go back into place again. His eyes are furious and he’s glaring at me. Thank the goddess Warren already marked me.

I start to reach out in the mind link, wanting to try and reach my mate when Simon backhands me hard. Pain shoots out across my cheek, into my ear and across my nose. I fall back to the floor unable to stop my face from slapping against the rocky floor of this cave.

“Don’t you dare try to fucking call your mate.” He yanks me back up by the hair, and I cry out from the unexpected pain

“If you do, I’ll kill him,” he says, showing me the gun.

“Bradley…I say, the memory flooding back into my mind. “You killed Bradley!”

“He was in my way. If you had just come with me the last time, Yara, no one would have died, but now their deaths are on you

“Warren will kill you when he finds you,” I growl.

“Warren…” he snarls, grabbing me by the throat, before taking a deep breath. “Warren needs to die so that I can put my mark on you.”

H

tone condescendingly sweet. I have no doubt that Warren will kill Simon. I

I will. When

makes everything in my body hurt, but I don’t stop. “There will never be a right time to kill my mate You are a coward and a bully. You always have been. I know it and your father knew it. That’s

snarls, his claws coming out as he slams them into the floor

who killed him. Your father was a good man. You must take after your mother,” I say, earning me another backhand, this time on the other side of my face. Now each side is throbbing in time with the other, like the ticking

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clock. Throb–throb. Throb–throb.

about my mother again,

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“You better hope these bruises are gone before Warren finds me. If he sees that you’ve

will never find

sides of my face

I’ve ever met in my life, will find me. He will not stop until he has me back in his arms. Of that, I have no doubt. Your days are

of a man who let me get close

you leave your pack to die? Did you send them home, being chased by my mate? He would have killed them, all of them,” I

you make him

mate is the most amazing man I’ve ever met. understand. He’s compassionate, and loving, and then he was inside

he backhands me, the darkness

strong in ways

I know where I am. My swollen, bruised face is

me, and I jolt awake, kicking and ready to scream. A hand clamps down on my mouth and when I

at me, putting a finger to her lips, before quickly looking behind me. I turn my head, seeing Simon asleep inside the cave where he’s brought

The woman is small, but wiry in the way that let’s me know she’s stronger than most people

again. I try to move my arms while she moves to my legs. They’re stiff and one is completely asleep. I can’t

moment she undoes the bindings on my legs, I feel blood begin rushing through them, waking them up in the same painful way that my arm

you stand?” She mouths to

my legs, but I can barely bend my

shake my head