The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Cyra

I was terrified that Yorick wouldn't speak to me again, that he would have finally decided to reject me.

After Piper left, I realized how right she is. I haven't been honest with my friends because I didn't truly believe that they would stay and help me fight. I've been alone for so long that it's hard to trust it when you finally have those friendships that you've wanted all your life.

When Yorick pulled me into his arms, I felt like I'd fall apart again. Being in his arms feels so good. Knowing that he's at least giving me a chance to tell him why I did what I did means there's hope for us. Hope is exactly what I've been avoiding up until now. But now, I'm ready to fight along side my mate and our friends for the freedom and the life that I deserve.

"Let's go into my room. Yours might still smell like the asshole and that's a good way to set me off again. Plus, I need a shower."

He pulls me into his room and takes my face in his hands. "Did you eat?"

I shake my head no.

"Go get some food, Cyra. Come back here. You start eating while I shower and then we're going to have a long talk, Cyra."

"Okay. I'm not sure I can eat ..." I begin.

"You will. I'll hold you in my lap and let Thad purr at you if you can't."

"You know that's a good way to get me to NOT eat at first, right."

He strokes his fingers over my cheek, brushing some hair behind my ear. "Go get food. I'll meet you back here."

He leans forward and gently presses his lips to mine. I eagerly open my lips, leaning against him to deepen the kiss. He only lets it go so far before he pulls back.

"Food. Shower," he says, pointing to me, then to himself. "Then we'll talk, and then we can kiss."

I smile at him and he pecks my lips again before grabbing his things and walking out. I quickly go to the dining hall and get some food before returning to his room. I decide on breakfast for dinner since I don't think I can stomach anything heavier.

I beat him there and I find a spot at his desk where I can eat.

he's got a towel wrapped low around his hips and he's rubbing a second towel over his damp

many, many times, the sight of

he growls. My eyes flash to his and I'm rewarded with his sexy grin. "Eat.

ogle and eat at the same time," I say, swallowing

see you eating," he

begin chewing, not taking my eyes

as I appreciate you enjoying my body, we really do need to

pulling my eyes away from him. I struggle to swallow the bacon now that

when Yorick lifts me and

swallow the food.

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to lie to you. I'm really hurt. I don't like thinking that you see

don't!" I say, rushing to

any more than you trust him. I've done nothing to betray your trust, and I never will. So, I want to talk about why you don't trust

against him, thinking through my answer. He taps the plate of

a big, loving family and friends that go on for days. When I was growing up, it was me, my Dad, and the pack. My father was very clear that he was annoyed that I wasn't a male, an heir. He has never even considered passing the pack to me. At first, I didn't let it bother me. I figured when I found my mate, when I found you, that it would be fine. The pack would still be mine and I didn't need to be their Alpha, I

to the side

me

nibble

I recognized the scent of stale smoke and cheap perfume on him and I knew he was out seeking companionship. Knowing would someday be the pack's Luna, I was careful about creating friendships. The few that I did have were superficial because I couldn't exactly vent about my father to his pack members, and I couldn't complain about feeling alone when I live in a pack. So, I

life like this before. That's not a light switch that you turn off the moment you meet your mate and

tightening and

you, I'm not letting you go. I really

cup his face, the tears beginning to streak down my face. "All I've ever really had is my pack, Yorick. I don't know who I am without them. You are so worth fighting for. But what if we lose? What if I lose the only thing that has ever

kissing my nose and making me huff a laugh. He

start figuring out the best way to plan the attack on Alpha's Stellan's pack. We know some people and have money. We can pay them if we need to in order to get them to help us find

start with him. But third, and most importantly, Cyra, I don't care about being an Alpha of a pack. It's your pack. If we do this, if we fight to get you out of that bond and you take over your pack, it will be YOU Cyra, who claims yourself as their Alpha. I'll just be the man you're bringing along for the great sex," he says,