The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Luna's Approval.

Yara.

The flow of warriors coming into the hospital finally starts to slow down. When we get one warrior with a spike through his foot, he tells us that they've breached the packhouse and the battle is winding down.

I've periodically felt Warren's emotions, his pain, but nothing that my mate and his wolf can't handle.

Now that it's settling down, the fatigue of the day and night is starting to set in. But I know I won't be able to sleep until my mate is home and I've checked him over.

I'm still working with the warrior who got the spike through his foot, holding his bones in place while his wolf starts the healing process when I hear a commotion out in the front.

"They're back, Luna," Savannah says, coming into the room.

"Go, Noelle. Go check on Charlie. I'll be out as soon as I'm done here," I tell her. She and Savannah rush out of the room.

"You should go too, Luna," the warrior says.

"I will, once the bones in your foot are back in place," I tell him, putting another one together and holding it while his wolf begins healing.

Because this warrior isn't an Alpha, his healing is slower than Warren's.

I push down my need to go see my mate, feeling him reaching out as he c r o s s e s o u r b o r d e r s .

T'll wait for you to finish, he says in the mind link, and I relax a bit. I didn't realize I didn't want anyone else treating my mate. I want to look him over and treat him myself. He's MY mate. Mine to treat, mine to protect, mine to love. He sounds exhausted and I know once we're done here, we'll both need a shower and then some sleep.

When I finally finish setting the bones and stitching the warrior's foot, I tell him he can shower in the hospital shower but he has to keep his foot dry and he has to stay a night in the hospital. He starts to grumble but when I give him a look, he stops.

"Yes, Luna."

"Good man. Katie will be on duty since the rest of us have been working non-stop. Give her any problems and you'll answer to me."

"I won't cause any problems, Luna."

I nod and head out of the room. The noise level in the waiting room is much louder than usual, but the energy is much more positive. I step into the room, looking around at pack members who are helping their mates by pulling splinters out of their bodies, talking and caressing each other, happy to be back together.

I search the room, finding Warren leaning against the wall, watching me intently. There's a hunger in his eyes and I re-evaluate our plans before we go to bed.

"Alpha, it appears to be your turn," I say to him, pointing to a chair near m e .

I watch as he strolls toward me, all Alpha, tall and strong and confident.

I feel my insides clench with desire for this man and watch as a smile spreads across his face as he feels my body's reaction to him.

"Something on your mind?" he purrs against my ear as he passes me and turns to sit in front of me.

"Yeah. I'm wondering how one man gets so many pieces of wood stuck in his body. You look like you let Arric roll around in wood chips," I say, beginning to assess which of the splinters that he has are the worst. I can't help my own little smirk at teasing my mate.

He growls in response to my teasing as I carefully run my fingers through his hair, finding some splinters stuck in his scalp.

"I had no idea that the thought of Arric rolling around in wood chips could make you smell this delicious," he says, still purring at me. His hands begin to stroke up and down my hips as he watches me.

"It's good to know that you don't have any serious injuries," I say to him, knowing that he wouldn't be so amorous if he was really injured.

"I have this incredible mate who has made me and my pack stronger.

Arric is easily able to heal me because my mate is so amazing."

I look down at him and the hunger in his eyes from before is even more intense. Because I know we're going to be here a while longer and I need him to focus on something other than me so I can treat him without being distracted, I ask him about the battle.

"We have a lot of omegas and some warriors that we brought back with us," he says. "Haynes and Laney are getting them set up in the packhouse."

"Do we have room for them?" I ask, frowning.

"No, but for tonight, they can sleep in sleeping bags or on cots.

Tomorrow, Harold and I are going to talk to them about their choices. A couple of warriors chose to go rogue, taking their small children with them," he says, and his voice is now strained.

"You gave them the choice?" I ask him.

He nods. I k now he hates the idea of pups especially being vulnerable out in the wild.