Chapter 41
Luara's POV
"Just breathe. You need to take in deep breaths." Bryan demanded but his voice was soft wanting to soothe me. He could tell that I was trying to speak but didn't have the energy or capability of doing so.
"Where's Greg?" Bryan shouted harshly while stroking the stray hair out of my face.
"Where is he?" He questioned angrily; he had already told me that he had mind linked his pack doctor who I guess is called Greg.
Only a minute after Bryan's harsh questioning, a tall man around the age of forty was instantly by my side. Before he did anything he introduced himself to me, before rushing out numerous questions which Bryan was quick to answer yes or no to.
He suddenly pulled up my top up to the wire of my bra causing a growl to escape Bryan's mouth making Greg immediately drop the fabric.
"Sorry Alpha," Greg mumbled apologetically, feeling like he just disrespected both Bryan and me.
"I need to check her ribs and her spine as there's a possibility that she has damaged or even broken one of them, but in order to do that I need to lift up her shirt." He said, whispering the last seven words.
Bryan's wolf was still present in his eyes, he was worried that Greg was going to hurt me further plus I haven't fully mated with him.
And nothing more than jealousy drives a wolf crazy, they want their scent to be the only scent marking their mate's skin.
"Let him check her, honey. It could get worse the longer you leave it." Lopez's voice echoed as she kneeled down next to Bryan, holding onto his shoulder. I wondered for a second how she got here but was too focused on Bryan to question it.
Bryan took in a deep breath before nodding for Greg to continue.
He kept his eyes trained on Greg the whole time while he examined my stomach. Every time I flinched or winched from Greg's touch he would lowly growl a warning to stop touching in that area, which would cause Greg to instantly remove his hands.
"Will my daughter be alright?" My dad asked concerned, kneeling down on the opposite side of me after chucking shorts on.
"Thankfully, there are no fractured or broken bones, just heavy bruising which will disappear in a few days." He looked in thought.
"Or we could inject her with some of your blood Alpha which will progress the healing process quicker." He suggested, he spoke with much more confidence as he looked at my father, then at Bryan for the next step.
"The second option." Bryan said instantly, without thought.
"Okay Alpha, we need to take her to the pack infirmary in order to complete the blood transfusion."
One of Bryan's pack members passed him a pair of shorts, he quickly stood up and changed before leaning down and delicately maneuvered his arms underneath my body careful not to cause me any further pain as he lifted me up off of the ground.
I winched slightly as he pulled me towards his chest but the heat radiating off of him was hot and comforting like a fire, making me snuggle closer to his body.
"I should also check out both yours and Alpha Torey's wounds with your permission?" Greg said as we all walked towards Bryan's home which also had a pack infirmary, but only a small one as the main one was located in the main pack house.
"I'm fine Greg, if Torey would like to be checked out then he may." Bryan responded.
I frowned before turning my head to face Greg.
"Bryan would love to be checked out," Now it was Bryan's turn to frown and look down at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Please? Just do it to put my mind at ease?" I wanted to make sure that my mate was okay too.
He sighed before nodding slightly making a small smile appear on my face as we continued to head toward his house.
And I soon found myself laying down on one of the hospital beds in the infirmary; it smelt so strong of sterilizer that it made my nose twitch. Bryan sat on the edge of my bed and refused to be treated before me.
So, Greg quickly got all the equipment he needed in order to proceed with the transfusion.
I wanted to cringe as Greg injected a large needle into Bryan's arm; I had to look away while Bryan simply looked like it didn't faze him.
I leaned back nodding and closed my eyes when Greg asked me if I was ready. I could already feel Bryan's blood healing my body faster than it would normally for a werewolf. Your mate's blood could heal you even quicker than at our normal rate.
After I was done, I watched as Bryan and my father got checked out. They both suffered from deep bite wounds and my father had a fractured collarbone which would heal within a week.
"How are you feeling Luara?" My mom questioned worriedly after she found out that my dad was alright.
"I'm fine mom." I said smiling; wanting to reassure her.
Bryan hadn't said anything to me, just glared into my eyes silently waiting for answers. I knew he wanted to shout and scream at me for getting involved.
"What did you think you were playing at? You could have got seriously hurt." Bryan said, his voice may be calm, but his demeanor was anything but. His knuckles were scrunched tight to the side of his body as he towered over me.
"Bryan, I'm not going to stand there and watch my father and my mate kill each other. I'm only slightly bruised, it's no big deal." I said dismissing the conversation.
Bryan was furious with my answer and was about to reply but was interrupted.
"She wouldn't even be feeling bruised if you," My dad said looking straight at Bryan.
"Hadn't forcibly marked her without permission then we would have never crossed paths."
Bryan's wolf resurfaced once again; he was about to stalk over to my father when I quickly grabbed his hands stopping him while giving him a pleading look.
His jaw clenched and I knew he wanted to say something, but he didn't for me.
But you could hear my mom scolding my dad for his childish behavior while reminding him of when they were young which caused my father to instantly go silent. Bryan snickered at my father which made a glare get sent his way.
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