The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 180

Kennedy

I wake up warm and comfortable, with Quirin’s sandalwood scent surrounding me. I feel a slight fluttering in my mind and I know that Echo is fighting to come back to me.

‘Heal yourself, Echo. I’ll be here when you get back. I love you,‘ I say in our mind. I know my wolf, she won’t stop fighting But hopefully she can hear me and knowing that I can feel her trying will help her to feel better. I can still feel the pack holding on to her, helping her to find her way back.

The next thing I feel is Quirin’s mind. I smile, loving that it’s still open to me. Right now, it’s quiet with his sleep, although, images of Slater, the pack lands, and me are flashing on repeat.

Those are the things he’s most worried about, Raif says, purring in my mind but loud enough that I can feel the vibration against my body.

‘Don’t wake Quirin, Raif. He needs his sleep,’ I scold him.

‘What I need is for my mate to be healthy. How are you feeling, Little Pup? Sorry, I’m still half asleep. How are you feeling, Little Mate?‘ he asks me in the mind link. Now that his mind is open to me, I can feel that his pet name for me is just that, a pet name. He doesn’t consider me a pup any longer. But I can also feel that he’s not going to call me that any more, especially since…

“Really?” I ask out loud.

His hand slides over my still–flat stomach. “My Little Pup’s pup,” he says, and I feel his lips that are pressed against my should spread into a smile. He kisses my shoulder. “And your stomach isn’t as flat as it used to be. Our pup is growing.”

I put my hand over his and sure enough, my stomach isn’t quite as flat.

“So, how are you feeling? Raif says he’s getting a hint of Echo returning,” he says.

“Yes, she’s fluttering around in there, trying to find her way back to me. I know she will. She’s a strong, wonderful wolf.”

“Just like her human. It still feels like you’re weak. Do you feel weak?” he asks.

want a shower. I’ll have Mom

his head and looking at me. “You’re MY mate.

what’s worrying you, Quirin. You have a lot of work to do,

haven’t been a great mate to you, and I’m

I’ve always wanted,” I say, rolling over to face him. I put

the last time, closing his eyes and

so good, so beautiful, so

for you IS pure. Even if we’re arguing, even if I’m angry with you, I still love

shower. I want your mom to look you over and check our pup and I have a meeting with your father this morning. Oh, and Connor and Henry are leaving, I’m not sure you’re up to saying goodbye, but I wanted to give you the

feel after the

and carries me into the bathroom, setting me down before leaning into the shower to turn on the water, While he does that, he continues to hold on to my waist, making sure I’m steady on my feet. I can’t help

he says, standing in front of me and helping me pull

hands over his bare chest, loving the feel of his

you’d treat our pups like you treat me and the rare few people in this world that you love and respect. But I wasn’t sure how you’d respond if they made you angry or did something that disappointed you. Now I know that

can tell that this, my opinion of him being

him.

firm with me, but you were never harsh,” I slide my hands up and around his neck as I smile up at him. “I think that’s exactly the kind of father you will be. The

into my mind. I’ve never really liked pups, present company excluded,” he says, making me laugh. “They’re loud and defiant and distracting. But ever since Raif called you mate, I’ve

“Just one?”

at me. “How many did you want?

if I am?”

you what your father told her

ninety–nine percent of the time, their ‘talks‘ end up with my mother

may be getting

“Seriously?”

So, how many? I need to