Filed To Story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
“What is your name?” Yara asks her. The woman doesn’t answer.
“Well, whatever your name is, dying isn’t allowed in my hospital. It sets a bad precedent. One person dies and then everyone coming in thinks they can die, too. So, no one dies in my hospital. Now, where’s your infection?”
The woman turns her head and looks at Yara. “They killed my mate. They killed my son, and that bastard forced his mark on me. I refused to give him the pup he wanted. Let. Me. Die,” she growls.
I take a step forward, but Yara leans over the woman, and I have to smile. In this hospital, my mate is the strongest member of the pack, even rivaling me. Her will to help and protect is incredible.
“Now you listen to me. If losing your mate and pup didn’t kill you, then you need to take that up with the Moon Goddess. If you’re still alive, there’s a reason for it and I’m not going to be the one who has to tell the Moon Goddess that I went against her will and let you die.
So I will ask you one more time, where is your infection? The woman just turns away from Yara.
“Savannah, prep her for an emergency hysterectomy.” Yara says.”NO!” the woman screams and begins thrashing. Yara moves to hold her down and I’m beside her in an instant. I growl at the woman, pushing my Alpha aura over her.”Calm down!” I growl.
The woman begins sobbing and I look at Yara. She presses her lips together, but Savannah gets the IV into her arm and it’s only a couple of moments before the woman is unconscious.”Yara, are you sure..
“We’ll have to deal with the aftermath, Warren. But she won’t survive whatever she’s done. She’s sick with infection. If she chooses to end her life after I save her, that’s on her. I’m not letting her die on me.”
I reach out, stroking her cheek. My mate is so passionate. Goddess I can’t wait for that passion to be turned on me.”Go do what you do best, Yara,” I tell her.
Anna comes over with a gurney, but because of the number of people lying on the floor, she can’t get close. I lift the woman who is much lighter than she looks. Yara’s right, she’ll die from whatever she’s done without my mate’s intervention.
“Noelle, you’re with me. Do you know anything about assisting in a surgery?””No, Luna.”
“Anna? Katie? Erica?” she asks.”I can, Luna,” Erica says.
“Savannah, keep triaging. Noelle, give your clipboard to Anna. Katie, do what you can until you need to stop,” she says, before pushing the gurney into one of the rooms.
“Wow,” a woman says from where she’s lying on the floor beside me.”You have no idea,” I say, watching as my mate closes the door to the surgery room. Her eyes meet mine and I wink at her. I see a partial smile before she closes the door. Good.
I turn back to the roorm. “Now, what was this about being forcibly marked? I know some of you have minor injuries or are suffering from the death of your mate…
“Good riddance. He was no mate of mine,” a woman says angrily, and several others agree.
I move to them, and Charlie walks up behind me to listen. Several other warriors do as well.
“Tell me about that,” I say, squatting down next to the women as Savannah, Katie, and Anna continue moving around the room.
“They came into our pack and took us. Not all of us were mated like Farrah.”
“Farrah, the woman Luna Yara took in for surgery?” Charlie asks.
“Yeah. Some of us were unmated, but when they came in, they either dragged us back to their pack with them or they forced their mark on us right there.” She glances around at the group of mostly women Iying on the blankets on the floor waiting for Savannah to triage them. “Some were…passed around.”
Arric growls low in his chest. “Which pack did you come from?””Alpha Harold’s. We were forced to accept Alpha Thomas as our Alpha so I’m sure Alpha Harold thinks we’re dead.”
I turn and look up at Charlie. Maybe this is why Harold is attacking the packs. He wants retribution for his pack members, or maybe he’s looking for them.
“Would you be willing to return to Alpha Harold’s pack?” I ask them. The women and some of the men around me nod. “He’s not a bad Alpha, he’s just an older Alpha. He lost his oldest son in a battle, so he’s been waiting for his younger son to grow up enough to take Oover.”
“Charlie, get the names of everyone who came from Alpha Harold’s pack,” I say before standing and turning back to the group. “Give your names to my Beta and Ill call your Alpha later this morning to let him know that I have his pack members here. I’ll be honest, Alpha Harold has attacked my pack along with the others, so I can’t guarantee that I can get you back to him, but I’ll try.”
“He’s not our Alpha, anymore,” a woman says. Even her voice sounds weak, so I know she’s one whose mate was killed. Forced or not, a mate’s death still impacts the surviving mate, but in this instance, I’m guessing the lack of love between them is what is allowing these women to survive. Which makes me wonder what made Farrah survive losing her mate and her son.
“If he didn’t renounce you and he’s the kind of Alpha you say he is,” I say to the room, “then he’ll still consider himself your Alpha. Trust me. I know I would.”
I feel another wave of pride from my pack warriors and this time, I realize that it’s pride in me as their Alpha. I turn and look at my pack. It’s good to finally feel something from them other than pain and frustration.
I smile as I look at the door where Yara is working and I realize that most of this change has to do with my mate walking into my life.
Now I’m even more glad that Thomas is dead.
Yara—
When we get into the surgery room to look over the woman with the infection, I realize just how desperate and angry she was.
I don’t have a choice but to slice her open. With this severe of an infection, I have to make sure I get it all. However, when I slice her, the smell is disgusting. I take a minute to steel myself against the smell. It would be bad for a human, but it’s worse for a shifter since we have enhanced senses.
Noelle quickly covers her nose and mouth. “If you’re going to vomit, get out of here,” I tell her.
She shakes her head and I can see her trying to get her nausea under control. “Breathe through your mouth. It doesn’t take the stench away, but it helps” I tell her.
“It’s like you can taste it,” Erica says, looking nearly as green as Noelle. “I have a young pup and this out stinks anything my pup is producing.
“What is that?” Noelle asks, pointing to her uterus as I open her up. I realize exactly why her infection is so terrible.
“She tried to abort the fetus herself,” I tell her. There are holes in the woman’s uterus. I have no idea what she shoved up inside herself to get rid of this pup, but she made sure she’d never be able to carry it to term. There are multiple ruptures in her uterus and the infection is everywhere.
‘Her name is Farrah, Luna,’ Savannah’s voice floats into my head.’Thank you, Savannah. Is everything okay?
‘We’re good out here. Alpha is interviewing some of the pack to see where they came from originally.”
I close the mind link, knowing that Warren will figure things out while I’m in here.
“Farrah, you sure did a number on yourself,” I say, getting to work. I walk Noelle through everything that I’m doing, seeing that Erica is just as interested and while she continues to monitor Farrah’s vitals for me, she’s paying attention and asking periodic questions as well.
I get another flash of what my life could be like with Warren. I could start a teaching hospital. I haven’t seen the werewolf school, but I’ll never get as much experience there as I am here and thankfully, I know enough to figure out what I don’t know. Maybe, if we ever get out of this constant war,I’ll actually be able to continue with my studies.
“Is the infection caused by what she did?” Noelle asks.
“I think that might have started it and probably what’s caused it to get to this point. She should have miscarried when she lost the pup. but instead, it began rotting inside her, adding to the infection.”
“Wow, that’s so terrible,” Noelle says.
“Terrible things happen in times of war,” I say sadly.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever realized just how much Laney protected me until this morment,” she says.
“Well, when we’re done here, you can go tell her how much you appreciate her. For now, you have to focus on what’s in front of you,” I say.
She nods, pulling herself together. It takes another couple of hours to finish but when I’m done, I’ve gotten as much of the infection cleaned out as I can and Farrah’s uterus and fetus have been removed from her body.