“Probably because he hated my mother by the time we came of age. He wanted more pups but my mother refused him and that meant I was an only child.”
“Did he know about the wolfsbane training?”
“Who?”
“Beck.” I think my brain was moving too quickly for my father to keep up with.
“No. Most of the training, my father swore us to secrecy.”
“So he wouldn’t know that Ronnie would have been able to survive this?”
My father turned back to Ronnie on the bed. “No, he wouldn’t.” The doctor was stuffing more and more gauze into the wound, throwing the blood-soaked ones to the ground. He became more and more panicked as the used gauze pile grew. “What’s wrong?” My father stepped up to the bedside.
“It’s not closing.” The doctors eyes snapped up for a second before going back to the wound on Ronnie’s stomach.
“What do you mean?” My father grabbed the Doctor’s arm, but he shook him off.
“The lupine saline should have flushed a lot of the wolfsbane from his system, but he’s still not healing. He’s losing too much blood.” The doctor shoved more gauze into the wound and looked up. Sweat beaded down his face and his eyes were wide. “I…I, I don’t think he will pull through.”
“Fuck that.” My dad grabbed both of his shoulders. “You save him.”
“Alpha…” The doctor shook himself. “We need blood then.”
“Take mine.” My father held out his arm, and the doctor shook his head.
“You are A positive, the Beta is O negative. He can only take O negative blood.”
My father staggered back to a chair that was behind him. He slammed into the chair and dropped his head between his legs, almost defeated. “Take mine.” I held out my arm and my dad snapped his head up.
“What?”
“I’m O negative, just like mom. Take my blood. Save him.” I shook my arm in front of the doctor, and I watched as his shoulder sagged, and he nodded to Sarah.
She pulled me to the head of the bed and then pulled another chair over for me to sit in. She ran out of the room and came back with another package that she tossed onto the bed. She washed her hands, pulled on new gloves, ripped open the package, and pulled out a new IV. She grabbed my right arm and placed it on the bed next to Ronnie. “Thankfully, we are wolves.”
“What does that mean?” I watched her as she inserted the needle into my arm.
“It means if we were human, I’d have had to take your blood and run it through a ton of tests before it would be able to be used. With us being wolves, I can just hook you up directly to the Beta.” She attached my tube to his IV, and my blood flowed from me, directly into him. “Tell me if you start feeling dizzy.”
“Alpha, call for juice, water and protein for Amy. She will need to replenish her blood as we take it. We will need far more than she should normally give in one go.” My father nodded and he sat back, within a few minutes, a cart of food was rolled in by an Omega.
“Thank you Shantelle.”
“You are welcome, Alpha.”
“Thank you. But don’t tell anyone what you saw here, Shantelle.” I smiled as gently as I could.
“Amy?” My father lifted a brow.
“I have a plan.” I looked at my dad and he nodded. I turned back to Shantelle. “Do you mind?” I started, and she shook her head.
“Go ahead Amy. I understand.”
I pulled my aura up and as gently as I could. “I command you not to tell anyone what you have seen here. You will spread the word that the Beta is dead and I am still unconscious. Do as I command if anyone asks, but keep track of who asks you of the Beta’s condition and report it to me or my father instantly. Do you understand?”
Shantelle’s eyes glazed over as the command took control. “Yes Alpha.”
“Dismissed.” I sent her on her way and tucked my aura back away.
