Filed To Story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
“Help me find gurneys and medical supplies. Do whatever Savannah needs help with,” I say, assigning one of the warriors to stand with her and take her instructions.
“Alpha Warren, these are my omegas. You can put them to work,” he says, gesturing for the four individuals who just walked in, one looks like they’re going to throw up.
I remember how Yara was about someone throwing up and I can’t imagine adding that smell to the already sickening scent in this room, So I look at the person.
“If you’re going to throw up, leave. We don’t have time to do more clean up than we already need to do.”
The person turns and walks outside. I gesture for the other three to come over to me. “The three of you can sew?”
“Clothes,” one says, her eyes as wide as saucers.
“I can help them Alpha. Luna trained our omegas on me,” one of my Warriors says.
“Okay, do it. Once Savannah says they’re ready for stitching, you three will stitch them up.”
“Come on, let’s get what we need,” my warrior says.
When I look over, I see Alpha Harold holding a mini-Alpha ceremony with his pack members, bringing them all back into his pack. He’s squatting in front of them, talking softly to them while they cry and accept him as their Alpha again. Beta Franklin is standing behind him, also encouraging the group and helping to calm them.
His pack is still fighting even though they expect to die. They’re doing it for him, because they love their Alpha and he’s still fighting for them.
I see Rebecca rush out, look at the supplies, then rush back into the room and a few moments later, she comes out again.”Is anyone ready to stitch for us?” she asks.
“Come on, Little Lady. I’ll show you how to do this,” my warrior says to the omega. Her eyes go wide but she nods.
When Rebecca sees the omega headed her way, she turns to Savannah. “Savannah, who’s next?”
“This one.” Savannah says pointing to another unconscious warrior, barely turming away from the one she’s looking at.
“I’ve got a gurney,” one of my warriors says and I walk over, helping to lift the warrior onto the gurney as Rebecca goes back over to the medical supplies and gets more of what she needs I take the gurney, pushing it into the room Rebecca tells me to and I get the table set up just as Yara walks in. Her mind is completely focused on her work and she’s mumbling to herself about what she’s doing and what a mess the pack is.
I walk up to her, kissing the top of her head. “I love you,” I whisper before leaving her to her work.
“Love you too,” I hear her mumble in between all the other mumblings She’s doing.
When I come back out, I see Franklin standing over Savannah. “What can I do to help?” he asks her.
She smiles up at him a moment before turning back to her work. “We need someone who can clean out infection. Got anyone like that?* She asks.
“What do they need to do?” I ask her.
She stops with her hands not leaving the bloody body of the warrior she’s checking over. She looks around and juts her chin at the medical table. “See those bottles of water with the little handle coming out of them?”
“Yeah,” Franklin and I say together.
“Grab one of those and start washing out the infection. If you wash it out and its bleeding underneath, let me know,” she says, turning back and putting something that looks like a clamp on the arm of the warrior she’s looking over.
We get into a rhythm of treating the warriors, cleaning out their wounds and the longer Yara is in surgery, the more warriors that Savannah says can be stitched up.
She’s finally takes her last unconscious warrior into surgery. Each time, I’ve taken the gurney in, kissed her, told her I loved her, and pushed some of my strength into her. But my mate never waivers. I know she’ll crash when it’s all done, but for now, she continues to push through, so the rest of us do too.
Harold sent his returned pack members back to the packhouse to rest. Savannah tried to get some of the other warriors to go rest as well after they were stitched up, but they refused.
“I’ll tell you what my Luna says to my warriors,” I say, raising my voice so the entire room can hear me. “If you mess with her nurses, you’ll answer to her. You may not know it yet, but you don’t want that.”
“No, you dont,” one of my warriors confirms “She threatened to follow our Beta into the Moon Goddess’s realm and drag sorry ass back down here a second warrior says.
“Yep, and knowing her like we do, we all agree that she’ll do it,” another warrior says and my warriors all nod.
“And don’t get us started on how she’ll make your ears bleed if you disregard her instructions,” yet another warrior pipes in, shaking his head.
I look up and see Alpha Harold watching my warriors talk about their Luna.
“Well, you heard them. Apparently, answering to Alpha Warren’s Luna is worse than answering to me, so if you act like fools, I’m going to let her treat you like fools. She doesn’t sound like the kind of woman who appreciates fools.
“No she doesn’t,” I say proudly.
I look around, realizing that everyone who had minor injuries is now treated and been released. Savannah has started treating some of the lessor injuries and is helping to stitch up the more injured warriors, explaining what she’s doing to the omegas while she does it. Franklin is watching her with a proud, possessive look that I’m very familiar with.
“Alpha Warren,” Alpha Harold says, walking up.
“Alpha Harold. You know that you aren’t excluded from being dressed down by mate, right? I ask, noticing that he still hasn’t been treated.
He nods, looking around. “I didn’t know what to expect when you offered your assistance, but it wasn’t this. I thank you, but I’m guessing you want something in return,” he says.
I turn and look at him. “You’re right, I do.”
He presses his lips together. I’m not sure what he thinks I’m going to ask for, his pack maybe, but he’s obviously willing to give me what I want for helping his pack members.
“What is it that you want, Alpha?” he asks quietly.
“I want an alliance, Alpha Harold, between you and I. I want the war between us to stop and I want to know that we will help each other, support each other as allies going forward.”
He turns, looking at me incredulously. “That’s what you want?”
“That’s what I want,” I confirm.”Where do I sign?”
Yay! Warren has an ally!
Yara—
I have no idea how long I’ve been fixing broken bones,stitching up bleeding wounds,and generally putting the parts of these people back together. This pack truly was a mess, and I steel myself as I walk out of the last surgery room for the rest of what’s to come. I can feel the fatigue trying to push its way in,but I can’t allow that.Not yet. Not until this pack is at least back to a place where they can start I to heal.
“Yara Warren says,and just his voice soothes something deep inside me. He wraps his arms around me and I take a moment to just breath in his scent, drawing from the strength that I know he’s pushing into me.
When I step back, he lets me go. “Where’s Savannah?” I ask him.
“She got everyone here stabilized so I sent her to get some sleep and get to know her mate. he says, smirking.”So…no sleep then,” I say.
“Probably not. Although, if he’s a good mate, he’ll recognize how exhausted she is and let her sleep.”