Warren
Charlie orders two wolves to flank my mate, keeping her safe, but also making sure she follows my order.
‘Alpha?’ Charlie asks in the mind link.
‘She’s my mate.’
‘Oh shit.’
‘Yeah.’
‘Does she know? She doesn’t act like she recognizes you as her mate.’
‘I’m not sure. She’s a lone wolf, but she’s going to school for human and veterinary medicine.’
He turns and looks at her. “Wow. A smart one.’
‘Apparently.’
‘What did she say about your leg?’
‘That I need surgery.’
‘Well, no offense but I could have told you that.’
‘Let’s see what she says when we get to the pack. And find her a shirt. I don’t like her walking around our warriors with no clothes on.’
He takes off, rushing toward our pack lands. When he returns, his wolf carries a shirt to her in his mouth. I watch while she looks up at me.
“We’re about to enter my pack. You’re an unmarked, unknown, young female. I thought you might like a shirt to put on to cover yourself,” I say.
If she says no, I’ll insist, but I’m hoping she’ll choose to put it on without me having to demand it. Thankfully she does, looking almost relieved. Good. She’s not the kind of woman who flaunts her beautiful body for all to see.
When we get back, I’m taken straight to the pack hospital, asking Charlie about other injuries the warriors sustained and what happened to Brady’s pack. He gives me the list of injuries as we walk in, shifting and continuing to talk to me out loud as Dr. Stevens rushes up.
“Alpha, let’s get you into a room so we can look at your leg. You’ll need x-rays,” he says.
“Yes, I will,” I say. “The girl comes too.”
“The girl has a name,” she mumbles. I stop and turn to look at her, her eyes going wide. She obviously hasn’t been around a lot of Alphas or it’s been a long time. She keeps mumbling to herself as if I can’t hear her. It’s kind of cute.
“If you’ll give me your name, I’ll be happy to use it,” I say to her.
“Yara.”
“Yara. I’m Alpha Warren. Come with me,” I say, turning back and letting the warriors help me into the x-ray room.
“Who are you? Get out!” Dr. Stevens barks at her as we walk into the room.
“She’s with me,” I say, ignoring his blustery attitude that a young woman is in the room with us.
She looks at him and I’m pleased when she instinctively moves closer to me.
I get settled onto the table and Dr. Stevens sets up the x-ray machine. While he does, I watch Yara. She has a very expressive face. Now that I can see her in the light, I can tell that she’s a pretty little thing. I’m sure I’d think so even if she weren’t my mate, but based on the glances my warriors keep giving her, she’s a natural beauty. Yep, good thing she’s got that shirt on, or I’d have to rip their eyes from their sockets.
Because I’m watching her, I see her frown, her head tilting to the side as she watches Dr. Stevens. I crook my finger at her beckoning her forward as Dr. Stevens leaves the room.
“What was that look?” I ask, realizing that my mate’s eyes are a grey-green color, almost sage. My eyes are green too, but not as dark as hers.
“What look?”
I just raise an eyebrow at her. Perhaps the pain in my leg is making me less amenable to small talk. I’m trying to ignore it, but it’s not easy and Arric can’t heal me until the bones are set properly. So, I’m not as patient as I might normally be in this situation.
She turns and looks behind her to see if the doctor is there, then leans in, her scent filling my nose.
“Why isn’t he taking side views? He only took a view from the top,” she whispers as Dr. Stevens walks back in. He glares at her but puts the x-ray up on the lightbox.
“Well, Alpha, your leg isn’t salvageable. I’m afraid we’re going to have to remove it,” he says dispassionately, as if he didn’t just tell me that my entire world was about to collapse around me. I feel my stomach clench and my heart skips a beat. At the same time, I hear Yara suck in air.
“Dr. Yara, what do you think?” I ask her. If she has any suggestions for me to save this leg, I’m doing it. I don’t care how much pain it’ll cause me, or how long it will take me to recover. I’ve been an Alpha for twelve years. Before that, I was an Alpha in training. Without my rank, without a pack to lead and protect, I have no idea who I am.
She looks at me, then at Dr. Stevens who is glaring at her again.
“Doctor?” he asks condescendingly. He’s of the old school mindset where women are nurses, meant to be at the beck and call of a male doctor. It’s another reason he has to go. My nurses are constantly complaining and threatening to leave.
“Studying to be, but I would suggest getting x-rays of the sides of the leg before determining if the leg has to be removed,” she says, more confidently than I was expecting. She may not be comfortable around me, or even in the pack, but here, in this hospital room, her confidence is clear.
“You heard her, Dr. Stevens. Side x-rays,” I say, seeing her glance at me appreciatively for supporting her. In truth, I’m thankful she’s giving me an option, any option to save my leg.
“Young lady, what are your credentials?” he demands.
“HER credentials are not in what’s in question, doctor. I gave you the order. Side x-rays! NOW!” I bark.
Yara jumps as I yell, but really, this asshole is going to tell me my leg needs to be removed and think that I’m not going to fight it?
He continues to glare at Yara while he does the x-rays, and when he comes back, he puts them on the lightbox and turns to her with a sneer on his face. I’m about ready to come off this table and rip that look off his smug face.
“What do you think now, doctor?” he asks, as if questioning the truth in her title.
Yara walks to the lightbox, looking closely at first one, then the other x-ray. “Do you have the original?” she asks, turning to Dr. Stevens. He huffs, but hands it to her and she sets it up on the lightbox beside the others.
She stands back, her head tilting from one side to the other.
“Yara?” I ask, unable to stop the flutter of hope in my chest.
“We can salvage the leg,” she says, turning to me and making me sigh in relief.
“You’ve got to be joking!” Dr. Stevens says. “His leg is shattered!”
“Yes, it is. And it will take a lot of time and patience. But Alpha Warren has time, and I have patience,” she says, looking at me.
“Do it,” I tell her, putting my future into this woman’s hands and hoping I won’t regret it.
YaraI’m not sure if Alpha Warren brought me here because he recognized me as his mate and he didn’t have the strength to reject me in the woods, or if he knew that his pack doctor was well past his retirement years. Either way, I’m here and since I am, I’ll help this Alpha. This is the reason I chose medicine. He doesn't have to lose his leg. It will take a lot of effort on my part, but I'm excited to finally get to work on a werewolf, an Alpha no less.“I’m assuming you want to do this now, Alpha?” I ask him.“Yes, the sooner the better.”“Okay.” I give him the list of items that I’ll need to get his bones put back together properly. “Oh, and we’ll need to sedate you,” I say, looking around the room to see how they have their hospital rooms set up. “Is this where…”“No,” Alpha Warren says. I turn to look at him.“No?”“No sedation.”“Okay then, a nerve block, I’ll just need…”“No,” he says again.“Alpha, please, I’m going to have to wash the area, scrub it clean, I’m going to cut yo
WarrenAs much pain as I’m in, I’m enjoying watching and talking to my mate. She’s unlike any woman or she-wolf I’ve ever met. Besides the crazy notion that I would reject her, she’s funny. I love how she’s constantly murmuring to herself, talking to herself as if no one else can hear her. I can hear every word and without being marked, it’s a good second option to knowing what’s going on inside that interesting mind of hers.Her face is nearly as expressive as her murmurs. She hasn’t learned or doesn’t care about hiding her facial expressions. Once again, I find it refreshing. She isn’t trying to be coy or impress me because I’m an Alpha. On the contrary, it’s almost as if she’s trying to get away from me BECAUSE I’m an Alpha. It's not going to happen. I’ve searched for this little doctor too long to let her go now.“To answer your question, Charlie, Dr. Yara here is piecing me back together, slowly and painstakingly, which is preferable to Dr. Stevens plan which was to remove my leg
YaraReplacement? I can’t be a replacement. I’m not staying. As soon as Alpha…as soon as Warren’s leg is done, I’m out of here. I glance up at the broody Alpha and wonder if that’s true. Is he going to let me go?The news about Simon has me worried. If there is a paper trail of his father helping me though medical school…he’ll find me.“Arric?” I say distractedly, holding the bones together while he heals them.I have to get my car, my clothes. I have to get back to school, I’m a resident, I can’t just up and leave.“Tell me where your car is and I’ll have someone go get it. Same with your clothes. As far as your schooling goes, we’ll have to talk about you taking classes online and working your ‘residency’ did you call it, here,” Warren says.I frown at him. “How did you…?”“You were talking to yourself. It wasn’t hard to hear you.”“I can’t leave school, Warren,” I say, looking at him like he’s crazy.“I didn’t say you’d be leaving school. I said you’d be doing your residency here.
CharlieI can see why our Alpha is intrigued with his mate. She’s a feisty little thing. I am, however, surprised that he’s not putting her in line for all of the things she’s muttering under her breath. On the contrary, he seems to find it amusing.Before Dr. Yara came out and told me that Alpha Warren needed guards on his room, he had mind linked me telling me that I needed to send some people to get her clothes and her car.‘Make sure you scan it for trackers,’ he’d said.When she walks out of Alpha’s room, she looks like she was made to be the head doctor of a pack hospital. She may lack confidence in certain things, but medical knowledge and concern for her patients isn’t one of them.“Dr. Yara, Alpha Warren asked me to get your clothes and your car. If you’d tell me where they are, I’ll be happy to go get them and bring them here.”“That’s not necessary. As soon as I have Warren’s leg put back together, I’ll be leaving.”“I’m afraid I can’t allow that, doctor.”“Excuse me?” she
WarrenI come awake with the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg flooding my nose. My mind is struggling to remember where I am and what happened and then, all of a sudden, it comes flooding back. I met her, my mate. Yara.I jolt, ready to sit up quickly, to make sure she’s still here, but Arric holds me steady.‘Easy, Warren. You’ll wake her up,’ he says, practically purring in my mind.I open my eyes and see her with her head on the edge of my bed, fast asleep. Whether it is Arric or just my instincts, my hand is in her hair, gently rubbing her head while she sleeps.She’s sitting in a chair, leaned over the bed, and she looks terrible uncomfortable. I look down at my leg and realize that she must have finished putting my bones together while I was asleep, having also sewn my leg closed and wrapped it in bandages.‘Thanks, Arric. You’re the best,’ I tell my wolf and it’s true. I’d be dead, hundreds of times over, if it wasn’t for the strength of my wolf.‘You can thank her this time. Being
YaraI’m so tired, but my body is extremely uncomfortable, making it impossible to sleep. I must be in some weird position. Did I fall asleep studying again?When I open my eyes, I remember immediately where I am. I’m in Warren’s pack hospital and I spent more time in one night taking care of injured warriors than I’ve spent in all my days of residency at the hospital.Since my senses are full of Warren’s teakwood scent, I know that I’m laying beside him on the bed. However, I smell Charlie as well. What’s strange to me is that neither of them is talking.I carefully open my eyes and without moving, I look around to see that they are looking at each other. They must be using the mind link. I haven’t used it in years and even before that, I barely used it, not having a family or really a lot of friends since Alpha Solomon adopted me.When I refocus on Warren laying in front of me, I see some mechanical devices laying on his stomach.“What are those?” I ask, pushing myself up and stretc
WarrenDamn that woman! She’s incredible. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had this much fun instigating someone. Probably never.When Charlie follows Yara out of the room, I look down at myself. I realize that I’m still covered in dried blood and gore from the battles earlier today, or maybe it’s yesterday now. I’m pretty sure it’s morning now.While they’re gone, I carefully get out of bed and wrap the sheet around my waist. I couldn’t care less about walking around the pack naked, but I have a mate now. I don’t want her thinking that I’m flaunting myself in front of other she-wolves.I realize quickly that while my leg is mending, I can’t put my full weight on it yet.‘Those missing slivers that our mate mentioned have to be regrown, Warren. That takes time, but I’m working as fast as I can,’ Arric says.‘It’s okay, Buddy. You’re healing me and because of that, we’ll be able to remain Alpha of our pack.’‘And claim Yara as our Luna,’ he says and I can feel his respect and admira
YaraI refuse to ask where the packhouse is. I’m pretty sure that arrogant Alpha, and yes, he’s very arrogant, is back there laughing at me, even after I painstakingly put his leg back together. I have half a mind to break all those bones again and leave him to his own devices.‘Oh, that’s not what half your mind has been focusing on,’ Annika says, sending me images of Warren naked in the forest.‘I was focused on his injury,’ I insist.She changes the focus, expanding the image of Warren’s penis. It’s quite large, even when it’s not erect.‘Gotta love big Alphas,’ Annika purrs.‘You are not helping.’‘Come on, Yara. You know you’re enjoying yourself. When’s the last time someone really challenged you mentally? I like him. He’s….confident,” she smirks.I roll my eyes at my wolf and continue walking.‘Tell me you know where this damn packhouse is,’ I say to her.She lifts her nose again and I catch multiple scents all in close proximity.‘There you go,’ she says.I get to the packhouse