The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Warren

As 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 placing me back together, slowly and painstakingly, which is preferable to Dr. Stevens plan which was to remove my leg,” I say and my Beta’s eyes flash up to mine. He understands the ramifications of what I’ve said. And as my Beta, he’s in line to take over the pack. Thankfully, I trust my Beta and I know that he has no desire to be an Alpha. It’s not an easy job and he makes it easier by being an incredible Beta.

“Are you at least numb?” he asks, his lip curling as he looks at what Yara is doing.

“Utterly ridiculous Alpha.” Yara murmurs, obviously listening in to our conversation and giving her own opinions of me that she thinks we can’t hear.

Charlie looks at me frowning. ‘She knows we can hear her, right? he asks in the mind link.

‘Apparently not, I say, smiling.

“No, no numbing.” I tell him out loud.

“I might agree with her, he says, scowling at me.

“Give me the run down on Brady. Did you kill him?” I ask, watching my mate

“Arric, you ready?” she asks softly, all her concentration on her work.

“Yes, mate,” Arric answers and Charlie turns to look at her again, leaning over to watch as Arric heals my bone.

“Oh shit! That’s fucking awesome!” he says.

“I know right,” my mate says, smiling a huge fucking smile at my Beta. Without thinking. I snarl jealously.

Both of them jolt and while it fucking hurts that she tugs on my newly healed bone, it doesn’t break again.

“Sorry, Alpha,” Charlie says, showing his neck.

She looks at Charlie submitting and then at me and her lips press tightly together. She doesn’t approve. I lean forward so she’s sure that I’m talking to her.

-You’re My mate.”

What I am is your DOCTOR. Temporarily. And if you don’t want me walking out of here and letting Dr. Stevens take your leg. I’d suggest that you not pull that shit while my hands are in your shattered leg again,” she snaps.

Isit back, having to fight hard not to smile. Damn, I like her spunk.

I turn my head to my Beta, not looking away from Yara. “So what happened with Brady?”

“When you couldn’t cut him off, he made it back to his pack Sinke we know it’s booby trapped, we didn’t pass has borders.”

“Booby trapped how? Arric, again, Yara says, still not looking up at us I tilt my head. Does she think that she’s part of this conversation? I don’t care if she is. I just know that most doctor would pretend to ignore the conversation going on around them Not my mate, though. She’s not pretending anything And somehow, she’s multi–tasking, listening to us and still working on my leg, letting Arric know when he needs to start healing a bone.

“Spring–loaded wooden stakes buried in the ground,” Charlie answers her, careful now in the way he interarts with her so he doesn’t piss me off.

“Stupid pack wars, killing for no good reason,” she mumbles to herself.

Charlie’s eyes snap back to mine and I smile.

“Anywho,” he says, refocusing on me. “We did get one disturbing piece of information.”

“What’s that?” I ask

“Alpha Solomon is dead. Simon is Alpha now,” If I hadn’t been so focused on her, I’d have missed it. Her very steady hand shipped. I lift my hand, telling Charlie to stop. I frown as her hand begins to shake.

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I need a break,” she says, stepping away and not waiting for me to release her. She pulls off her gloves and

rushes from the room.

“Follow her. Don’t approach, but make sure she doesn’t leave,” I tell Charlie..

Yes. Alpha.