The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Unexpected Ally.

Yara.

I come awake slowly. My body is stiff and my arms are aching, like I've somehow managed to get tangled up in them while I was sleeping and they're stuck behind my back. I try to move them out from under me, but I can't. My head feels fuzzy and it hurts. What's going on?

'Wake up, Yara,' Annika says urgently I'm trying, Annika. What's going...'

"There she is. Finally," an angry voice says nearby. My eyes flash open. I recognize that voice. I don't, however, recognize my surroundings.

'Annika, where are we?'

'I don't know. He knocked me out too.'

A hand grabs my hair, pulling me into a sitting position roughly. My arms are tied behind my back and my legs are wrapped up tightly. My body is stiff and sore. I must have been like this for a while.

"You just had to go and fuck him, didn't you?" Simon snarls in my face.

He looks crazed. His hair is shooting out in all directions like he's been tugging on it so long that it doesn't bother trying to go back into place again. His eyes are furious and he's glaring at me. Thank the goddess Warren already marked me.

I start to reach out in the mind link, wanting to try and reach my mate when Simon backhands me hard. Pain shoots out across my cheek, into my ear and across my nose. I fall back to the floor unable to stop my face from slapping against the rocky floor of this cave.

"Don't you dare try to fucking call your mate." He yanks me back up by the hair, and I cry out from the unexpected pain.

"If you do, I'll kill him," he says, showing me the gun.

"Bradley.." Bradley!"

I say, the memory flooding back into my mind. "You killed "He was in my way. If you had just come with me the last time, Yara, no one would have died, but now... their deaths are on you."

"Warren will kill you when he finds you," I growl.

"Warren..." he snarls, grabbing me by the throat, before taking a deep breath. "Warren needs to die so that I can put my mark on you."

"Then why don't you let me call him, tell him where I am," I say, my tone condescendingly sweet. I have no doubt that Warren will kill Simon. I don't care how many silver bullets Simon shoots into him.

"Oh, I will. When the time is right."

I begin laughing. It makes everything in my body hurt, but I don't stop.

"There will never be a right time to kill my mate. You are a coward and a bully. You always have been. I know it and your father knew it. That's why he helped me get away from you."

He snarls, his claws coming out as he slams them into the floor on either side of me. "And he died for betraying me."

"I knew it was you who killed him. Your father was a good man. You must take after your mother," I say, earning me another backhand, this time on the other side of my face. Now each side is throbbing in time with the other, like the ticking of a clock. Throb-throb. Throb-throb.

"Don't ever speak about my mother again," he snarls.

I spit blood onto the floor beside me. "You better hope these bruises are gone before Warren finds me. If he sees that you've hurt me, he'll make your death much slower."

"He will never find us here."

I laugh again. This time, both sides of my face and the rest of my body hurt.

"My mate, the most incredible Alpha and man I've ever met in my life, will find me. He will not stop until he has me back in his arms. Of that, I have no doubt. Your days are numbered, Simon. Al you had to do was walk away, but it's too late now."

"You think much too highly of a man who let me get close enough to capturing you not once, but twice," he says, smirking.

"Being attacked by three packs at once would be difficult for anyone.