Filed To Story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
Arric steps back and I pull the shift. “What do you need?”
“If you’ll take her head, one of you take her lower body and lift her gently but quickly.” Yara says to group standing around.
We get into position, several warriors stepping up to help. “On three, ready?”
She counts and we lift Piper onto the gurney. Anna begins pushing her toward a room while I stand there, feeling completely useless. I’m not sure if she just needs the help or if she realizes that I hate feeling useless, but she glances at me.
“Warren, grab that tray beside you and I need another one just like it,” She says.
I grab the tray and Haynes steps up. “I’ll get the other one. I know where they are.
I turn, following my mate into the surgery room, just as I hear Charlie give the all-clear on the pack lands.
As much as I want to help her, listening to Yara take charge and begin working on Piper is like listening to a foreign language. I have no idea what to do and I stand there until the two nurses in the safe rooms rush in and begin helping.
“Warren, check the others, find out if anyone else is in bad shape,” she says, looking over at me. I nod but can’t tear my eyes away from Piper. That could have been Yara. If it was her lying on the table, she’d be dead. There would be no one to stitch her back together.
“Warren!” she says, her tone sharp making me look up at her. “Go check your warriors. Let me know if any of them are in need of immediate medical attention.”
I nod, this time turning around and walking toward the door as anger and fury begin welling up inside me.
Yara was right. Simon will die for coming after what is mine.
Yara—
I’ve never encountered this type of injury before. In humans, someone with this type of throat injury would be dead. So, I’m terrified that I’m going to do something wrong. While it’s not out of the realm of possibility that she could still die on me, even if I save her life, I can’t guarantee that she’ll be able to swallow like normal, or even speak again.
“You’re doing great, Luna,” Savannah says to me.
I glance at her and I don’t know what she sees on my face, but she nods. “You’re doing great.”
I refocus on Piper’s throat. I’m using every little bit of knowledge I have about anatomy to try and stitch her up properly. The throat isn’t an easy place to stitch.
“Luna, the other warriors are stitched up. Alpha Warren sent them back to the packhouse to get cleaned up and get some rest,” Anna says, coming in and looking at Piper.
“You should go get some sleep too, Anna.”
“I can stay, Luna. Me, Katie, and Eliza are going to rotate to keep watch on Beta Charlie and Piper today while you get some rest. If anything happens to either of them, we’ll let you know,” she says, including the other two nurses that I’ve barely had a chance to work with. I know that they are doing a pretty good job though, because Haynes was healing nicely when I saw him earlier, so I feel comfortable that they can look after Charlie. I’m not confident about Piper though. She will be in critical condition for a while.
“I’ll need to speak with them, Anna. I haven’t spent any time with them and all three of you need to understand how critical Piper is. Even after she wakes up, she’s going to need time to heal.” I say as I finally finish with the last stitch.
“I’ll bandage her, Luna,” Savannah says.
I nod and turm to Anna. “Are they here? I can give instructions to all of you at one time.”
Anna goes to get the other two and after formally introducing myself to them, I explain what they need to look for with Piper, that if she wakes up, she’s only allow liquids and she’s not allowed to speak out loud.
“Yes, Luna. We’ll look after her,” Katie says.
“We’ll come get you if anything changes,” Eliza says.
I look at therm and realize that Katie is the one who is pregnant. ” Katie, how is your pregnancy going?”
“It’s going well, I think, Luna. One day when we aren’t in the aftermath of a battle, I’d like you to take a look at this little one.”
“Maybe I can do that later today,” I say, feeling the adrenaline rush from before flowing out of me as if someone uncorked a bottle and dumped it upside down.
“Whenever you get a chance, Luna,” she says.
“When’s the last time you ate?” Savannah asks, coming up to join our group.
“I don’t even know what time it is,” I say.
“Mid-afternoon, Luna. You’ve been in surgery for hours.”
I nod. The days have blended together since I’ve been here, I honestly don’t know what day it is or what time it is, much less when I last ate.
“I’m going to go get some sleep. I say. feeling the exhaustion hitting me hard, making it feel like I’m walking through concrete. “You need Some too, Savannah.”
“Yes, Luna,” I say, looking at Piper one more time before stepping out of the room.
All I want to do is crawl into bed. I’m so tired, that I don’t even have the strength to wash the blood off of me. I pull my gloves off, tossing them in a bin as I walk into the hospital waiting room.
I look up and see Warren. He’s waiting for me. He stands looking at me intently. Without saying a word, he opens his arms for me.
I feel my lips begin to tremble as everything from the last few days begins crashing down on me; my fear for Piper, my anger at Simon, my hunger, my lack of sleep, my worry about the warriors in this pack, my fight with Warren…ll of it hits me as the adrenaline that has kept me going dissipates. I lose the battle with my tears and a moment Iater I feel Warren’s strong arms wrap around me, embracing me as if he knows that I’ll shatter into pieces unless he holds me together. I cling to him, like he’s a life preserver in a stormy sea and without him, I’ll drown in my emotions.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get you to our room,” he says gently, scooping me into his arms.
“Get back in bed. You can argue with your Luna about coming off the injured reserve list when she’s stronger,” he says. I’m assuming he’s talking to Charlie, but I don’t look. I lay my head on his shoulder, tucking my face against his throat as he begins walking back to the packhouse.
As we walk, I take deep breaths of his teakwood scent, letting the mate bond calm me. I’ve heard of the power of the mate bond, but this is the first time that I think I’ve had a chance to truly test it. I hear Arric begin purring, the sound rumbling in his chest and against my ear, lulling me into something like a trance. I’m aware, but not fully awake.
I know the moment we stepk into the packhouse as the murmuring stops. Still, I don’t look up and Warren doesn’t stop. I feel him climbing the stairs to our bedroom and when we walk in, I take gulping breaths of his scent in our room.
He doesn’t lay me on the bed, instead going into the bathroom. He stands a moment, then sits on the side of the bathtub and tums on the water, keeping me in his arms.
“I’m going to take your clothes off, Yara, and then I’m going to bathe you. You’re covered in blood. I know you’re tired, but you’ll be happy to be clean when you wake up.” I nod, too tired to speak.
He sits me on the sink and pulls the shirt, his shirt, over my head. ” Hold on to me,” he says softly, putting me on my feet and pushing his shorts off me. I feel him removing his too and then he carefully pulls his shirt off while still holding me up.
Then he picks me up and steps into the bathtub, sitting and putting me in between his legs.
“Just lean back against me,” he says.
I do and he begins running the warm water over my tired body.
“When’s the last time you ate, Yara?” he asks softly as he continues to rinse me off.”I don’t know.”
He kisses the side of my head, then begins pouring the warm water over my hair. We’re quiet as he washes my hair, rinsing it and replacing the soapy water in the tub before beginning to wash my body.