Body Check Maria Luis Novels & Stories

He was out of the chair before I could take another breath, his hand finding mine carefully, like I might break. “How are you feeling?” he asked, but his voice sounded wrong—hollow, like he was asking because he was supposed to, not because he actually wanted to know. “Like I got thrown into a wall,” I said. “Because I did.” Maria appeared at the doorway like she'd been waiting for me to wake up. She ran through a bunch of tests—checking my pupils, asking me questions, and pressing gently on my ribs to assess the bruising. Everything was fine, she said. Physically stable. But she recommended rest and monitoring because trauma did weird things to the nervous system.

Maria said as if she was going to cry. Jeremy looked at her and smiled. He knew how pampered she was. This was one of the reasons he fell for her at first sight. Maria is a very beautiful woman. Although when she came to the pack, she was so dirty and hungry but after she was well cleaned up, she was looking like a princess. Maria is also a hard working woman and she's also an Alpha blood. Maria definitely knows how to save the day. She had done it many times and Jeremy knew that she would make a strong Luna.

"I said hold still and please me, wife." His thrusts didn’t stop. Didn’t slow. Didn’t fucking falter. Maria let out a soft whimper, her body betraying her as she clenched around him. Her breath was shaky, her lips parted in disbelief. Gina was alive? She tried to gather her thoughts, but Luca’s next words sent a shiver down her spine. "You can focus on Gina after I’m done with you." Maria obeyed. She lay pliant against the counter, her body surrendering.

How soon would this examination be over? Gomez gave one last small push, grounding himself fully into Maria. She was staring up at him, looking doubtful and nervous. Squeals of excitement from across the loose box drew both their attention. Consuela's legs were wrapped firmly around Pedro's waist while the pair of them bounced up and down. It was obvious that Consuela had no problems with her examination. Gomez smiled down at Maria.

Maria appears with my phone outstretched in one hand, securing my squabbling infant to my chest with an arm, I reach for the phone with the other. “Lola?” “Andera, Micaela won’t stop crying, I think something may be wrong with her” I rushed out, “Yes, I can hear her over the phone, Have you checked her temperature and other signs” “Yes, she doesn’t seem to have a fever,” I leaned my temple into her forehead, to check again in case her body temperature might have increased in the two minutes I waited for Maria to get the doctor on the phone. “Give me a rundown on the situation”

His eyes were wide, slightly red. "Brenda!" he breathed, rushing toward her. His hands were trembling as they clamped onto her shoulders. Brenda blinked in confusion. "Something’s wrong!" "Calm down and tell me what it is," she said, gently prying his hands off before holding them in hers. "You’re scaring me." Luis pulled away and ran a hand through his hair. "Mark just called me," he began, "he said all the organs he harvested yesterday… they’re gone."

I lift my hand to knock, but the door swings open before I can touch it. Maria, one of Mercing's daughters-stares back, her eyes going wide. "Phina! And look at you two-Rio and Leo! What are you doing here?" I step closer, my voice tight. "Maria! How is she? We heard she was rushed in this morning-her chest was acting up again." Maria's brow furrows. "What? Mom's with Aunt Marta-why would you think she's here?" My sons and I exchange confused looks.

The moment I burst through the door, Maria, the resident doctor, practically sprints toward me. “Alpha Lucas, what happened?” “I don’t know. I found her like this,” I growl, laying Aria down on one of the beds. Maria’s hands are already working as I speak, pulling out equipment and checking her over. Her lips are blue, her skin is icy, and her blonde hair is frosted at the edges like she’s been through a blizzard. The sight makes something primal and angry claw at my chest. How the hell did this happen? “Her body is cold… her temperature’s dangerously low,” Maria mutters, frowning as she checks Aria’s pulse.

She quickly ran forward and held it, “Maria I'm fine alright, the doctors would come and give me a diagnosis that would probably make me so scared, right now, I don't want any more emotional stress. Why don't you get me breakfast? I bet your waffles are going to make me feel a lot better.” Her smile is always a wonderful sight to behold, “My Lady I would only listen to you today, if there is no visible change in your health by tomorrow I would have to call the doctor. But I will make you the best waffles so you can fill your stomach with something.” Maria bowed slightly and walked out of my room. Shortly after that, my room door was opened with a loud thud, instantly my heart skipped a beat

Yet, the pain of betrayal lingered, making it difficult to find solace in Li-lah's apology. Just as Li-lah was about to speak again, the door swung open, and Maria's personal assistant entered the room, followed by two men. The assistant approached Maria, her voice hushed as she relayed important information. Maria listened intently, her eyes narrowing in response to the news. With a subtle nod, she gestured toward the table beside them, where two black envelopes lay in mysterious anticipation.