Filed to story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
I’ve lost track of time when I hear her.
“WARREN! WHAT DID YOU DO?”
The moment I hear her voice, my heart lightens, and a smile spreads across my face that is so wide it hurts. I stride from the office, walking out into an explosion of flowers. Holy shit! I had no idea it
would look like this. It’s like a fucking jungle in here.
It’s perfect!
“Hi baby! How was your day?” I ask her as if there’s nothing out of the ordinary about having a packhouse full of flowers.
“How was my day? HOW WAS MY DAY? What the hell is this?”
“Well, the pack and I,” I say, looking around and including all of them in the fun. “We were so glad to have you home that we wanted to celebrate by giving you flowers.”
Her mouth falls open and she looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. It takes every bit of Alpha training I’ve had for the last 30 years to not laugh out loud. Goddess, I love this woman.
“How many flowers did you buy?” she asks, looking around.
“Umm, Carrie, how many did it end up being?” I ask, not looking away from Yara.
“I believe we decided to buy out five florists, Alpha. The largest we could find,” she says.
“Five…” Yara says in amazement.
“Welcome home, my love,” I say, walking up to her and pulling her to me.
“Tonight, we’re having a celebration! Our Luna is home! Our Beta has found his mate! And our Gamma
position has been offered and accepted. Let’s party!” I yell, watching my mate’s smile spread across her face.
As the pack cheers around us, I take my mate’s mouth in a fiery, possessive kiss. Her arms wrap around me and I kiss her until there’s nothing but us – no cheering, no scent of flowers, only her, her smell, her taste and her body pressed against mine.
Quirin POV
I watch as my father is brought outside.
“Quirin, no! We need to go!” My mother found me about an hour ago, and she’s been trying to get me to leave, but I refuse. If I can’t rescue him, I can at least be here to watch him die.
They say words back and forth, Alpha Warren and my father. And then my father raises his head, proud until the end. When Alpha Warren removes his head, my mother looks away, but I don’t. I watch as the warriors all howl their dominance over my father.
I watch Alpha Warren walk back to his packhouse. I’d seen the flowers coming in this morning. They’re going to have a party. They’re going to celebrate that my father is dead.
The pain in my heart turns to hatred as I watch him walk inside.
One day. One day I will have my revenge.
Yara.
I can’t believe my mate. Well, maybe I can. He seems to like finding ways to surprise me. I think he enjoys watching the flood of emotions I feel when he does something frivolous and crazy like literally filling our packhouse with flowers.
After he announced the party, we went upstairs to shower and change, and of course, my mate is still working to give me that pup, so we took some time to have our own celebration with a promise of more to come later.
I’m honestly not sure who is more excited, him or me. The feeling coming of of my hardcore fighter of a mate is almost giddy. He’s so full of excited energy that he’s practically bouncing on the balls of his feet as we get ready.
“Did I not wear you out enough?” I ask him.
“Yara!” he says, swinging me around in his arms and making me laugh.
“Do you feel the pack’s energy? Do you feel how happy they are?”
“Yes, I do.”
He sets me down, smiling at me with so much love in his eyes that it makes my heart feel like it’s going to explode.
“They’ve never felt like this, Yara. In the two decades that I’ve had Arric, the pack has never felt like this. And it’s all because of you,” he says, stroking my cheek.
“You are giving me WAY too much credit, my love.”
“I don’t think so. My entire life has changed since you entered into it.
This pack has never been stronger than it is now that you’re here, taking care of them and giving them hope and life.”
“They wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you, Warren. You kept them alive. You fought for them and for me. Maybe I’ve healed them, but they wouldn’t have been here to heal if it weren’t for you and your strength.” “Hmmm, I guess that’s why we’re perfect for each other,” he says, leaning in to kiss me.
“And why we’re perfect for this pack,” I say, taking my time as I press myself against my mate, letting our love and happiness combine and swell around us as we kiss.
When we finally pull apart, he smiles at me a moment, then the excitement is back.
“Come on, let’s go!” he says, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me downstairs as I laugh. It is a good feeling, a really good feeling, not only from the pack, and my mate, but inside me. I realize that I never expected to have this kind of happiness in my life. But with Warren, apparently all things are possible.
I shake my head as we walk through the forest that is the packhouse.
“What are we going to do with all of this?” I ask him as we navigate through the plants.
“I thought we’d let the pack members pick what they wanted to decorate their rooms. What do you think?” He says, turning to smile at me. Goddess this man is gorgeous when he smiles. The smile widens as he hears my thoughts.
“It’s a great idea,” I say.
I can smell the food before we get outside and my mouth begins to water. Someone has put music on and people are eating and drinking, some dancing with their pups, their mates, or both when we walk outside. There are tables set up everywhere and everywhere I look, people are talking and laughing.
“There they are! We thought you’d never arrive,” Charlie says loudly, getting the pack’s attention. They cheer as we walk out.