The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Kennedy

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I've never been so embarrassed in my life. | cannot believe that Quirin calleda pup in front of his warriors. It

was all | could do to not start crying right there in front of everyone. So instead, | did what he said. | turned

around and walked back inside.

| had intended to go to our bedroom and let the tears come, knowing | have stbefore he will be done

with training, but as | walk in, Susie wavesover.

“Luna. Luna, are you okay?” she asks.

| force my tears back. “Yes, thank you. What can I do for you?”

“Well, Alpha said we should cto you when we need to order food,” she says.

“Of course. Why don’t you showwhere you keep your food and how you're managing the ordering system

now.”

We spend the next couple of hours going over everything. The system they're using is okay, but | prefer mine

and after talking it over with them, they like my process as well. | also make sure that | tell every one of them

something that | liked about their part of dinner last night.

“Alpha Quirin said that he loved your beef wellington, Susie,” | say.

“He’s never tried it before. | make it becase it’s my mate's favorite.”

“Kelvin, right?” | ask.

“Yes, that's him.”

We've just about finished up when | hear the warriors start coming in from training.

“I should let you get set up for breakfast. I'll check in with you later.”

“Thanks, Luna,” Susie and several other omegas say to me.

“Oh, Luna. | made you a breakfast sandwich. | wasn’t sure if you were going to pack hospital again today,”

Christy says.

“I'm on my way over there right now,” | say. I'm not ready to face the pack or Quirin at the moment. The hospital

is where | feel comfortable, so that’s where I'm going to go. | know I'll have to face them eventually, but | need

to get past my hurt feelings first.

| take the sandwich, thanking Christy for making it. As I'm walking out, | hear sof the warriors talking quietly.

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“She really doesn’t know how to fight?” one warrior asks, and my feel my heart drop into my stomach.

“A fucking Alpha who doesn’t know how to fight. And we're supposed to accept her as our Luna?” a second

warrior says.

“Do you think he knew before he accepted her?” a third warrior says.

“I doubt it. Why would he want the liability of a pup who can’t fight,” the first one says and they all snicker.

Thear an angry growl. “Knock it off, all of you. Alpha has been very clear. You will accept his mate as your Luna,

or you'll find

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somewhere else to live.” | recognize Beta Kier’s angry voice.

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| duck out of the packhouse before | hear any more. As | walk to the pack hospital, the tears sting my eyes. | find

a place off the road and duck out of sight, letting my tears fall. I've only been here a day and a half, and the

warriors already have no respect for me. | understand that respect has to be earned, but now, they'll be forced

to accept me, even if they don’t respect me, or they'll lose their home.

Echo whines in my head. It's as important for her that the pack respects us as it is for me.

| can feel Quirin pushing against our mind link, probably wanting to know where | am. | keep it closed. I've had

enough vulnerability for one day.

I dry my tears and head to the pack hospital. | decide to make a list of everything that we would need to bring

this hospital back into the current day and age. We may not be able to afford all of the new machines that we

have in my parents’ pack, but we can at least get sthings that would be important, such as an ultrasound

machine and baby heart monitor. There’s no reason these women should be losing their pups, at least not in the

numbers that Deborah said they were.

Since we don’t have a computer system over here and I'm unwilling to go to the packhouse to see if there's one

that | can use, | use my phone to look up the cost of what each item would be.

“Kennedy,” Quirin’s voice is soft, but it still startles me. | was so deep in my thoughts and making my list that |

didn’t even hear him coming up behind me.

“Hi, Quirin. What's up,” | say, keeping things casual. | can already feel my throat tightening.

“The omegas said you didn’t cback for lunch, and if I'm not mistaken, your breakfast is sitting on that shelf,

uneaten,” he says, looking past me.

| turn and see it sitting there. I'd forgotten all about it. | wouldn't have been able to swallow it down this morning

anyway.

“Don’t tell Christy. | don’t want to hurt her feelings.”

“You should cget something to eat,” he says.

“I'm not hungry,” | say. He opens his mouth to say something else and | shove my list into his hands.

“What's this?”

“It’s a list of everything that | think we need for the hospital. It's a lot, so I've put asterisks by the items | think

are most important.”

He frowns, glancing at the list before handing it back to me. “I told you, just order what you need.”

He barely even looked at it. All the work | put into this doesn’t even matter to him. How can | order anything if |

don’t know what the pack can afford?

| take it and turn away from him, feeling the tears burning in my eyes again.

“Kennedy ...” he pauses but | don’t turn around.

“I'm sorry for speaking so harshly to you this morning. | was taken off guard. | was expecting you to be a strong

fighter, not untrained.”

“Well, now you know.”

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“You should have told me,” he says.

“I tried to before you left this morning, but you said you had to go. | tried to mention it when we first arrived, but

you started talking to your gate guard,” | tell him.

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| feel his hands on my shoulders and the heat of his body seeping into my back. | can smell sweat on him and |

wonder what he’s been doing today.

“Will you chave dinner with me?” he asks.

“What tis it?”

“It’s after six o'clock. When I finished afternoon warrior training and realized that you weren't back, | came

looking for you.”

| close my eyes and pull from years of watching my parents handle something difficult. The very last thing | want

to do is walk into that dining hall with all those warriors and their judgmental looks.

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“Of course,” | say. Echo givesher strength, knowing that this will be hard for me. But I'm their Luna and I'm

an Alpha female. I'm not going to hide just because they have an issue with me. I'm not going anywhere. They're

going to have to adjust just as much as | am.

| put the list of items on a shelf and throw the uneaten breakfast sandwich away. Then | walk back to the

packhouse with Quirin. The volof the warriors‘ voices lowers significantly as we walk in. I ignore that,

looking over the food and asking one of the serving omegas what we're having and who made what.

Once again, | take a little bit of everything and when I look and see an empty table, I'm ready to go sit there but

Quirin nods in the direction of Beta Kier.

“| told Kier we'd sit with him tonight. I'd like the two of you to get to know each other.”

“Alright,” | say quietly. Quirin glances at me, a hint of a frown on his face, but he doesn’t say anything as we walk

to the table that doesn’t look like it has enough room for two.

Beta Kier sees us coming and tells the others to move down. They do, but there isn’t a lot of space and | end up

sitting beside Beta Kier and across from Quirin.

“Hello everyone,” | say as | sit.

“Hello, Luna,” they murmur before going back to their conversation. It sounds like they're talking about their

most recent battle with Alpha Jasper’s pack.

“Luna, how are you settling in?” Beta Kier asks me.

“Very well, thank you, Beta,” | say before someone farther down the table calls out to him, asking if he saw some

large warrior during the battle.

“That guy! He was huge!” Beta Kier says, returning to the previous conversation.

| take a bite of the food, struggling to swallow it. | know I should try to engage in the conversation, but | don’t

know anything about fighting and they all know it, so | stay quiet.

“Hey, Little Pup, try this. It’s delicious,” Quirin says, holding out his fork with a bite of food on it.

It feels like the last straw for the day. My fork slides out of my hand, clattering against my plate. I'm pretty sure

the entire room goes quiet, watching me. Quirin is frowning atlike he’s confused about my response.

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“I think I'm going to go for a run,” | say, standing up and walking out the back of the packhouse without looking

back. | force myse

to walk to the tree line before stripping down and shifting. Then | let Echo take the lead, but | don’t let her howl

her sadness at Quirin once again disrespecting us in front of his warriors.