Filed to story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
Yara looks up from Carson’s leg to look at Eva. “When’s the last time you slept?”
She shrugs. “T’ve slept some.”
“When’s the last time you ate?” Yara continues.
Eva looks around. “What time is it.”
“Go get some food, Warrior,” I say to her.
She shakes her head. “I want to hear what you have to say,” she says.
“Go get some food, Eva,” Carson says gently.
“No! If you’re getting kicked out of this pack, then I’m going with you,” she says adamantly.
“Why would he be getting kicked out of the pack?” I ask them.
Carson gestures to his leg as if it’s obvious.
“Carson, we talked about this before I operated on you. I know you were in a lot of pain, but I told you there are options,” Yara says.
“What kind of options?” Eva asks.
Yara goes on to discuss prosthetics, one for Carson and one for his wolf.
“It will take getting used to, by both of you,” Yara says, addressing Carson and Kane, his wolf. She goes on to explain that once he’s completely healed, he’ll have to be fitted in both forms, and then he’ll have to practice in both forms, but that she expects that he’till be able to run patrols and fight.
“It will be different. It won’t feel like it does now and you’ll have to get used to the change in how your bodies move, but there’s no reason you can’t continue to be a warrior for this pack,” Yara tells him. Carson looks from her to me. I raise an eyebrow at him.
“You don’t actually think I’m going to argue with my mate, do you? I’ve said many times that she’s in charge of this hospital. If she says it can be done, it can be done. The hardest part, it sounds like, is you accepting that things will be different and being willing to put in the time and effort to adjust to those changes.”
He looks from me to Eva’s hopeful face and back to Yara. “You really think I can maintain my warrior status?”
“That will be up to you. But you’re a fighter, a good one from everything I’ve heard about you. If you work to make this adjustment, you and. Kane, then yes, I have no doubt that you can maintain your warrior status.”
I watch him fight the tears that well in his eyes. His pregnant mate has no such restraint and she begins to cry. “Please say you’ll try this, Carson. Please.”
He looks at her and his eyes soften. “Of course I will. I never want to disappoint you, and no one wants to disappoint our Luna. If she says I can do it, then I’m damn sure going to do it.”
“That’s the spirit. I certainly don’t like being disappointed,” Yara says.
She says it casually, but I know that her words will ensure that Carson recovers and figures out how to live his life a bit differently.
“Now Eva, time for you to eat and get some sleep,” Yara says to her.
“Carson, you need to stay another night and I’ll check you tomorrow.
Kane’s not strong enough yet to have really started healing you. But if Eva spends some time here…” “I’m not leaving,” Eva insists.
“Then eat, and sleep so I don’t have to kick you out of my hospital,” Yara says firmly.
“Yes, Luna,” Eva says.
“Can she sleep in bed with me?” Carson asks.
“If you can find a comfortable way to sleep, I have no issues with it. Just eat first or you’ll start getting nauseous, Eva.”
Carson gives Eva a look and I’m guessing that she’s already either vomited or been feeling nauseous. “Alright, when you’re better, we’ll set up a schedule for you to practice sparring one-on-one with me, Charlie, Haynes, or Laney until you get used to your new leg and how it works,” I tell him. “Thank you, Alpha. And thank you, Luna. You really are special. This pack is lucky to have you,” he says and Eva agrees.
When we talk out of the room, I pull my mate to me.
“Carson’s right. You’re the most special woman in the world, and you’re all mine.”
Anna.
When the pack came back after attacking Alpha Brady’s pack, they brought Dr. Stephens with them. Dr. Stephens, the man I have despised ever since I started working in the hospital. Al of us, the nurses, knew that he was hurting our pack, but there was very little we could do about it. At the time, we were in a constant state of war. We could barely keep the pack going in between battles, and Dr. Stephens had been part of that problem.
We’d all turned to Savannah. She was younger than Erika and Katie, but she had more medical experience. Without any conscious discussion about it, we had all deferred to her when we questioned Dr. Stephens’ methods. Goddess knows, you never questioned him to his face. He’d berate you in front of anyone and everyone in the room. He was a horrible man for so many reasons.
As I stare at the man, who is currently on his knees in front of Alpha Warren, I remember the day I lost the man that I’m pretty sure was my mate. I was almost eighteen. I had actually volunteered to work in the hospital because I felt the draw to him and, as a warrior, he spent more time in the pack hospital than he did in the packhouse, just like most of them did. Back then, the packhouse was a place where warriors slept for a couple of hours before going back out to battle.
Theodore, or Teddy as he’d asked me to call him, had been a young handsome warrior. I made sure that every time he came in, that I was there to treat him.
“The best part of com ing into this hospital is seeing your pretty face,” he’d say when he’d come in. I’d always blush and he’d always stroke his fingers over my cheek and smile in a way that made me think that he felt the same things that I did.
“How old are you, Anna?” he’d asked once.
“Seventeen.”
“How long before you turn eighteen?”
“A couple of months.”
“Hmmm, maybe in a couple of months, we can spend some time together outside of this hospital. Would you like that?” he’d asked me. Back then, I didn’t recognize the possessive look in his eyes. Now, I’m old enough and I’ve seen it enough in our pack that I know what it was.
He wanted me. Whether he already felt the pull of the mate bond, or he’d just set his sights on me, I’ll never know. But I knew that I wanted him, too.
He was one of the ones that got an infection that Dr. Stephens didn’t treat. I’d had to stand by and watch as Teddy came into the hospital weaker and weaker each time. The brightness, the light in his eyes that I had fallen in love with, eventually dimmed. He’d still tell me that the best part of coming to the hospital was seeing my pretty face, but the smile no longer reached his eyes.
And then the day came when he hadn’t returned to the hospital. I’d been busy, we were always busy in the hospital, but I kept looking for him. He never returned from that battle.
I’d stood outside while we once again lit pyres for our dead and this time, I grieved for the man that would never be mine. It was the day before my eighteenth birth day.