Filed To Story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
When Quinton did arrive, he barely
had any warriors with him and rather than joining the fight, he and his warriors headed straight to where I’m assuming Warren keeps his cells. Fucking bastard. I know Yara isn’t down in the cells, so Warren must have captured someone important to Quinton. The only person that Alpha cares about is his son. I snarl as I realize that he was willing to destroy my pack to get to his son. Well, screw that fucking alliance!
It’s been a while since I’ve gone head to head with Warren and the bastard is stronger than I remember him being. That damn lady doctor must have healed him and made him stronger. I seriously need to get my hands on her.
‘Focus,’ Garth, my wolf, snarls at me. I’d be annoyed, but he’s right.
Arric is one hell of a fighter. I can’t believe he’s standing his ground against me, my Beta and my Lead Warrior.
I sense the moment something happens. I swear I can see the red of fury in Arric’s eyes. One moment, the three of us have Warren right where we want him and the next, my Beta’s throat has been ripped out and my Lead Warrior’s neck has been snapped.
Garth begins walking backward, knowing that we’re next when I hear the howl of retreat. It’s not Quinton, which means that it’s Simon. He got Yara. That she-bitch is mine!
Warren turns, rushing in the direction of Simon’s howl. I want that lady doctor, but I’m not willing to go head-to-head with Warren again right now. I was weak before. Now, I’m even weaker thanks to that fuckhead Quinton.
I turn, howling my own howl of retreat. I need to get what’s left of my pack home and this time, we’ll hole up until we’re completely healed.
I can feel my pack’s weariness as we run back to the pack. Thankfully, we’re not being chased so we can run at a slower pace, giving my injured warriors a bit of a break.
‘Alpha, why didn’t Alpha Quinton join us in the battle?’ one of my warriors asks as we run.
‘He did. But it was only to get a prisoner from Warren. I’m guessing Warren has his son.’
‘So he used us?’ one of my warriors snarls.
Yeah, so no more alliance. Feel free to kill any of Quinton’s soldiers at any time and that includes his son.’ What about the lady doctor? The one you said could heal us?’ another asks.
‘Simon got her. Warren is going after him and we’ll have to wait and see who gets her, Whoever that is, we’ll be going after them next. We need her and want her,’l growl. ‘And if Warren doesn’t kill Quinton, we’ll be going after him next for what he puffed today: The pack goes quiet after that, and I get into the rhythm of paws hitting the soft earth as I set the pace home.
We’re a little more than halfway there, when I feel the shift around us.
‘ATTACK!’ one of my warriors howls. Suddenly, there’s a flurry of chaos as my pack is attacked. I have a moment to wonder if Warren came after us instead of going after his mate, but then I smell him, Franklin, Harold’s Beta.
He leads the charge of warriors who attack us. I realize very quickly that Quinton didn’t stop the alliance between Harold and Warren, and now, Harold’s pack is much stronger than they were before.
‘GET TO THE PACK!’ I yell in the mind link and my warriors begin rushing home as fast as we can now.
As I run, I snap at Harold’s warriors,
swiping them out of the way and leaving a trail for my warriors to follow me feel tethers to my warriors breaking and I’ve lost way too many of them by the time we reach home and I leap over my booby traps, safe behind the barrier I’ve created. My weary warriors, what’s left of them, come rushing into the pack behind me.
Garth turns, facing Harold’s pack. I watch as Beta Franklin shifts, standing in front of me. He’s covered in
blood, but none of it is his and he’s wearing a very fresh mate mark.
“Come for Alpha Harold or Alpha Warren again, and we will destroy you,” he snarls.
I shift, glaring at him.
“Why don’t you come now?” I snarl.
“I’m not stupid enough to lose good men on whatever shit you’ve got buried in the ground to take me out.
But if I were you, I’d stay put, because the next time to step foot out of that pack, you and anyone else that joins you is dead.”
Noelle.
I’d been working on the injured warrior, trying to stop the bleeding when there was a rush of energy and the warriors who were able to move rushed out of the waiting room towards the back of the hospital. Travis grabbed me and pushed me behind him, as we watched the hallway, trying to figure out what happened.
“Did you join the pack?” he asks me, wanting to know if I can mind link and figure out what’s going on. “No.”
He nods. Suddenly there’s shouting and several warriors come rushing out carrying Bradley. I push past Travis and run up to him.
“Is that silver?” I ask, seeing that Bradley has been shot in the chest and is bleeding profusely.
“Yes, and Luna’s missing,” the warriors say, as Anna pushes a gurney over to us. We hear the howl of retreat outside.
“WHAT?”
“The warriors are going after her, it smells like Simon.”
I look down at our Luna’s guard. There are bubbles coming out of the bloody hole in his chest. The bullet punctured his lung and since it’s silver, his wolf won’t be able to heal him.
“NOELLE!” I hear Charlie’s voice a moment before he pulls me into his arms. “I can’t stay, but I had to
make sure that you were okay. Alpha’s going after Yara but Quinton is still here,” he says, looking down at Bradley.
“Can you save him, Noelle?”
“I…I don’t know how,” I say, terrified. This is way above my skill set.
“You have to try, Noelle. You and Anna are his only hope of surviving,” he says.
I look at Anna and see the same fear in her eyes as I’m feeling.
“I’m not a surgeon. I’ve barely studied medicine. I’m not like Luna Yara.”
“But you’ve been working with her, Noelle. You’re the only chance he has. I have faith in you,” he says, cupping my face and kissing me quickly. “I have to go. Stay safe. Guard your Beta female,” he commands the warriors in the room before rushing out.
I look back down at Bradley. His breathing is shallow and rattling from the blood in his lungs.
I close my eyes, trying to think. What would Yara do? What would Yara do?