Filed to story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
I stood by the pyres as they burned. The warriors, exhausted and overwhelmed with frustration and pain at losing more friends and family, didn’t stay long. Alpha Warren and Beta Charlie stayed longer, and the desperation coming from both of them was palpable. We were being killed off too quickly and our doctor wasn’t doing anything about it.
I’d stayed out there longer than almost anyone else, crying for the man that I had fallen in love with. One other man was out there with me.
When he turned to go inside, he was startled to see me.
“Anna? What are you doing out here? Did you lose someone too?” he asked. I know I’ve seen him in the pack hospital, but I don’t immediately remember his name. He’s only recently turned eighteen and started fighting, so he hasn’t come in as often as the others.
“I did. I lost the man I think was my mate. I would have known for sure tomorrow. What about you? Who did you lose?”
“My brother. He was a good warrior. But there’s only so much that can be done with all this fighting. None of us has time to heal properly.”
“Who was your brother?” If he was a good warrior, I’m sure I knew him.
“Theodore.”
I turned and looked at him. “Teddy is your brother?”
He had nodded and tried to smile, but instead his lips had trembled, and he’d pressed them tightly together to keep from crying.
“He was the only family I had left. He was good brother. He sure did like you. He thought..well, I guess it doesn’t matter now.”
“He thought what?” I asked.
He’d looked at me sadly. “He thought you were his mate. He told me he couldn’t wait until you were eighteen so he would know for sure.”
“I thought so, too,” I’d said, looking back at the burning pyres. “What’s your name?” I’d asked, realizing I didn’t know.
“Bennett. But you can call me Benny.”
That night, Benny and I had forged a friendship through our combined sorrow and loss. I’d made a point of making sure that when he came in to the hospital that it was Savanna? whim and treated him. I that saw wasn’t going to lose another friend, and eventually, he and I had become lovers. At first, it felt like a betrayal to Teddy, but I realized I couldn’t go my whole life wishing he’d return. He won’t. And if he loved me, like I’m pretty sure he did, he wouldn’t want me to be sad and alone. Part of me hopes that he’d be happy that it’s his brother that I’d given myself to, the only man I’ve ever been with.
Benny was one of the warriors whose wolf had gone quiet and was dying a slow death when Luna Yara arrived in our pack. He was just one of the many lives that she saved and I’m so thankful to her for that. Now, as I listen to Alpha Warren giving his verdict to Dr. Stephens, I feel Benny’s hand slide into mine. I turn and look at him and I see that same possessiveness in his eyes that I saw in his brother’s so long ago.
I somehow understand what he’s trying to tell me without words. This, Dr. Stephen’s death, will close the loop on his brother’s death. Teddy’s murderer, because that’s what Dr. Stephen’s is, will die for his sins. I know what Benny wants.
He’s been asking me for months to make it official between us.
Knowing that Dr. Stephens will die today, it feels right. It feels like I can finally let Teddy go.
I nod, letting him know that I’m ready to take him as my chosen mate.
He smiles a smile that is very much like his brother’s, and I blush. He strokes his fingers over my cheek, getting that same possessive look that Teddy used to get. I wonder if this is Teddy’s way of letting me know that he’s okay with my decision. I hope he is.
When Alpha Warren steps back, the pack, almost as one, steps forward to attack. As expected, Dr. Stephens takes off running. I don’t need to ki him, but I want one good swipe at him for letting all those good warriors die while we, the nurses, tried everything in our power to save them.
The pack leaps, immediately giving chase. Benny and some other strong warriors get to him first, tackling him to the ground. Benny holds him while me and some other weaker wolves catch up, taking our opportunity to swipe our claws through his body.
When they release him, he begins to run again and once again, the pack gives chase. I let others have their turn. Once again, no one said it, but we all know that our Luna doesn’t like the idea of us tormenting Dr. Stephens for a long period of time and we will respect her wishes.
It still takes us hours, but without our Luna, we’d have made him suffer like this for days. I was glad when Katie came out and poured alcohol on his open wounds. “That’s for our warriors, you asshole,” she’d yelled and kicked him in his stomach.
I’d stayed and watched, everyone wanting to give Dr. Stephens a piece of the pain that he had inflicted on so many. It was Haynes who had shifted and holding Dr. Stephens, had looked around.
“Anyone not get their chance at him?” he asks. Dr. Stephens’ wolf hasn’t been able to keep up with the assault the pack had given him, and his open, bloody gashes and bite marks are bleeding, making him weak.
His wolf had forced his shift back to his human form hours ago.
When no one steps forward, Gamma Haynes pulls Dr. Stephens’ head back. “You deserve so much more than you’re getting. But we, this pack, love our Luna more than we hate you. We never want to disappoint her and while she agreed to allow this, we know it’s hard for her. You can thank her, the one you scoffed at when she first arrived, for your easy death.”
Dr. Stephens screams, but it only lasts a moment before Haynes extends his claws and removes his head from his body.
When we shift back, Benny turns, walking straight toward me. There’s a hunger, a desire that I’ve never seen in his eyes before. He wraps his arms around me, taking my mouth in a possessive, dominant kiss. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he carries me inside.
When we get to his room, he closes the door and finally pulls away from the kiss.
“Time to make you mine,” he growls.
“Yes, Bennett. Make me yours,” I say.
I se nd up a silent promise to Teddy that I will be a good mate to his brother, and I feel like something tight inside me, something I’ve been holding on to, finally lets go, allowing me to give myself freely to Benny, to be and have the kind of mate we both deserve.
It’s been several months since we killed Brady and Dr. Stephens. It took a while, but the pack has settled into what I guess is a more normal routine. We spar, we run patrols, Charlie and I run the pack, Yara and Noelle run the hospital, Haynes and Laney train and manage the warriors.
Now that life has settled down, our pack is having a baby boom. I’m pretty sure every one of my mated she-wolves is pregnant and some who aren’t mated are pregnant as well. Yara and I talked about that and we’ve agreed that if both parents are fine with remaining unmated, they can. The ones who don’t agree, have to speak to both of us so we can come to a resolution. Thankfully, now that we’re having pack gatherings with Alpha Harold and his pack, there are fewer unmated adult men and women in our pack.
Today Yara is in the pack hospital making last minute preparations before our twins come. I’m watching Charlie and Haynes working with Carson. It’s been a long, grueling road for him. He’s struggled a lot with frustration and anger. It made things between him and Eva strained during her pregnancy and she ended up giving birth to their daughter a week earlier than planned. Yara said it was okay, that their baby was healthy, but that made Carson think through his actions. He had taken a break, worked to get his and his wolf’s, Dillon’s, frustrations under control. Since then, Dillon has been able to get into running patrols. He can’t run a full schedule yet, but he’s get ting stronger and running farther every day.
“Come on, Carson, you’re better than this,” Laney says, coaching him through the training. He’s able to hold his own now in a one-on-one situation, so they’ve started pushing him in a two-on-one battle. As I’ve watched, I’ve seen the frustration from before starting to come back.
Charlie and Haynes are able to tag him one after the other. When he spins, his prosthetic leg not moving like his leg used to, he snarls in frustration.
“Carson…” Laney begins, but I hold up my hand and step in, walking over to him. He is panting with his frustration. I step in front of him and hold his gaze.
“Carson, first rule of battle, when your head isn’t in the fight, you lose.
Your head isn’t in this battle. Your head is thinking about what you can’t do and what you leg doesn’t do anymore. Dillon, tell me I’m wrong,” I say, talking to both Carson and his wolf.
When I don’t get a response from either of them, I nod. “Take a break, get your head in the fight. You’re smarter than this, a better fighter than this. You can do this.”
I go back to where I was standing and watch as Carson puts his hands on his hips until he catches his breath. Then I watch as he paces, knowing that Carson and Dillon are talking, trying to get their head back where it should be, in the battle.
When he finally stops pacing and nods that he’s ready, Laney gives the go ahead and Charlie and Haynes go at him again. This time, he does better. He still has a long road to recovery, but Charlie and Haynes aren’t able to tag him as quickly as they had been before.