The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

70% Chapter 162 Chapter 162 Kennedy I've just sat down and laid my head on the side of Christy's bed when there is a commotion out in the waiting room. I step out of the room quickly to see Beta Kier, Terrance, and Randall walk in with David and Slater.

"What are they doing here?" I snarl. As exhausted as I am, I do not want anyone who was associated with Arlo in this hospital.

"Alpha wanted them to clean up the bathroom, Luna," Kier says.

"Take them around back. I don't want them in my hospital." Slater scoffs and begins to turn, however, I step forward.

"Problem, Slater?" I snarl, letting Echo push forward. I push the full force of my Alpha aura on him and watch him fall to his knees as his neck lifts in submission. Shock registers on his face as I prowl toward him.

"I'm guessing you knew what that sick brother of yours intended to do to that poor girl, didn't you, Slater?" "I was in the cells, Luna. I didn't have any part in it," he chokes out, his throat fully exposed to me.

"But you did know he wanted her, didn't you? You knew what he planned to do?" I ask, standing in front of him and watching as sweat begins to pour down his face.

"Yes," he spits out, unable to lie with my aura pushing against him.

"This is MY hospital. These are MY omegas. I will not tolerate anyone mistreating my omegas and if I say you are not allowed in my hospital, then you'd better get your pathetic ass out before I get really angry." "Yes, Luna," he says..

"Well, you heard her. Get the fuck out!" Quirin snaps from his place at the door.

"Take them around back," Kier says, yanking David toward the door.

I stand there, watching as they walk out.

"I told you. You never fucking listen," I hear David whisper to Slater as he's hauled outside.

I stand there until they're gone, then I look at Quirin.

"Did you need something?" I'm exhausted, and angry, and hurt. My eyes feel dry and hot and my body aches from being in surgery for hours. I should probably care more that Quirin is here, but I can't muster the energy for him right now.

"If you're sleeping here, so am I," he says.

I don't bother to acknowledge him, I just turn and walk back to Christy's room, laying my head down on the bed and finally letting the tears that have wanted to cfor hours come.

I must fall asleep because the next thing I know, Deborah is gently rubbing my back.

"Luna. Luna, why don't you go get a shower and get something to eat. I'll stay with Christy." I lift my head off the bed and shift my body, hearing multiple joints crack from the terrible position I slept in. I crack my neck and stand, not feeling any more rested than I did last night.

1/3 Chapter 162 70 +13 "Did they clean the bathroom?" I ask her.

"You'll smell it when you walk out. Apparently, they were told to get every spot of blood off the tile and out of the grout. They used a lot of bleach,” she says, taking the seat I was sitting in.

I look over Christy's vital signs, checking the recordings from overnight before finally stepping outside.

I'm a bit surprised to see that Quirin is gone, but there's nothing comfortable about sleeping in waiting room chairs.

I turn to walk out of the electronic doors and see something taped to the door. I frown and pull the note off the door.

'Kennedy, I needed to go deal with something. You were still asleep, and I didn't want to wake you. If you don't cfor breakfast, I'll bring you sfood, but you should get a shower and change your clothes. Once Christy wakes up, I'm sure you'll be very busy. There are sother things we need to talk about, but those can wait.

With all my love, Your mate, Quirin' I stare at the note, not sure how to feel about it. On the one hand, it makesfeel better knowing that he stayed all night. He's the Alpha and even if I wasn't here, Christy needed someone here for her. But the 'With all my love' part is throwing me. That doesn't sound like Quirin at all.

I realize I'm not only not hungry, but my stomach feels nauseous. I can't remember the last tI did eat. I step outside and the moment I do, the smell of poorly cooked food waifs my way from the packhouse. There's something about the smell of the greasy food that makes my stomach churn and I turn, racing back inside until I get to the new bathroom where I find a toilet and dry heave the bile in my stomach.

I was already feeling tired, but the violence of my vomiting has my hands shaking as I rinse out my mouth. The thought of, walking into the packhouse with that smell nearly sendsback into the toilet. My next thought makeseven sadder. Christy was always the one who broughtfood when I hadn't eaten. She was the one who would make sure that I didn't miss a meal if I lost track of tor forgot to grab breakfast on the way over here.

I lean over the sink, trying to calm the turmoil that is building up inside me. It's difficult since I can't take a deep breath because of the burning scent of bleach all around me. I look into the mirror, seeing that my eyes look as haunted as I feel.

'Echo, tellwe're not pregnant.' She's quiet long enough that I know that I have to take a test. Thankfully, it's something that I purchased in the first round of medical supplies. I go to my office and get the pee test, and also a syringe to draw my blood. If Echo can't say with complete certainty that I'm not pregnant, then I want to make damn sure that I am.

I go back to the bathroom and pee on the stick, then carry it back to my office and draw my blood while I wait for the first results.

When I look back at the stick, my eyes fill with tears. I don't know if I'm happy that I'm going to have a baby or if I'm devastated that it's happening right now. Of all the times forto find out I'm pregnant, it had to be when things are at their absolute worst betweenand Quirin. I shove the stick in my desk drawer and set the blood to process. I've just decided to deal with the nasty smell and go get myself scrackers and sclothes to change into, when I hear someone yelling for me. "Luna! Luna, please help us!" I rush out to the waiting room to see Terrance carrying a very pregnant woman. She's groaning and is in obvious pain.

"Luna, I know you're angry at all of us, but please, please help my mate," he begs. The scent of his fear is almost as strong as 2/3 Chapter 162 the scent of her hormones.

I grab my stethoscope from the front desk and rush over to her. "What's your name?" I ask her.

"Lillian, Luna," she groans.

"Follow me, Terrance," I say, rushing her into Room One. Deborah pops her head out of Room Two.

"What's going on?" "I've got this, you stay with Christy in case she wakes up.” I say, holding the door as Terrance takes his groaning mate into the room and carefully lays her on the bed.

"I need to get sequipment. How long have you been in labor?" I ask her.

"All night. I was on guard duty and when I got to our room, she was already in labor.

r. She wanted to m deliver outside, but the baby hasn't cand now she's started to bleed.

I can smell it," Terrance says. I can smell it too. "Okay, I'll be right back. Try to help her breathe, and Terrance, you need to stay calm." He nods. "Yes, Luna."

I rush to the storage room, getting everything that I'll need, including theheart monitors, epidural, and ultrasound machine Im so thankful I purchased this equipment. My ability to save Lillian and her baby's life will depend on it. On my way out, I grab my phone. Depending on what happens, I'll need my mom to walkthrough this. AS