CHAPTER 29

On getting to the hospital, Adrian sprang out of the car like a maniac.

He carried Irish's frail body and ran to the emergency department of the hospital. When he got there, all the nurses and doctors were pretty occupied, attending to either accident victims, or people that got affected by gunshot. But all Adrian cared about was Irish.

"Fucking attend to her." Adrian grabbed a doctor by the collar and put Irish into his arms.

His voice cried out in desperation. "She needs to survive. Doctor. Please save her, or I won't be able to forgive myself."

There were no tears in his eyes, not because he didn't feel like shedding them but because he wasn't used to letting his emotions show.

All that sat on his face was a neutral expression. It was neither a scowl nor anything funny.

"Alpha. She'll be fine. I'll see to that." The doctor said and laid Irish on a stretcher before calling for the help of other nurses before they rolled her away.

As Adrian uneasily trotted the corridors, waiting im