LOGINDanica’s POV“Scrubs?” I muttered and Vera immediately helped me into it.“Gloves?” She swiftly had a pair dragged over my two hands.“Assistant Renee, the equipment?” I asked and she nodded once though I didn't miss the tight look in her expression.“All sterilized” she responded anyway.“Monitor?” “All good!” Vera responded.“General anesthesia?” “Administered with care!” the nurse in charge muttered and I took a deep breath.“Alright. Let's do this” I muttered sternly, and the surgery was immediately set in motion. I immediately continued to arrange all ruptured nerves and bones immediately after making an incision. All internal bleeding stopped accordingly. The color slowly returned to her skin even in her unconscious state and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of my lips. The main surgery was concluded after I discovered a tiny tumor around her stomach. I got rid of that too, because if it was possible for female wolves to have their menstrual cycles, then it
Danica’s POV “Anabel… is something wrong? Did something happen?” I asked again, more sternly this time, but then she looked me dead in the eye, plastered a half-hearted smile all over her face, then shook her head slowly."Why? Is it so weird and uncalled for that I just want to know these things? Do I sound crazy to you? Because that is exactly the face you're giving me right now, Danica” she blurted at once and I blinked hard.“Well, I'm sorry you think I'm looking at you like you suddenly went berserk but that is exactly what I'll think if you can't give me solid reasons why you're suddenly curious about my past and present love life” I threw back in the same tone and she nodded twice, forcing her expression to be neutral before she eventually muttered;“Yeah, I understand. I shouldn't have asked.” And then she was gone. Out of my entrance like she hadn't just thrown my perfectly calm mind into a premium chaos.Barely a minute later, Bianca walked in, her gaze traveling from the
Danica’s POV I had only fifteen hours until my next important surgery and I've never been more engrossed in the preparation than I am right now. Maybe it was just my way of shutting out the doubts that lingered for the past few days.Whatever this unwavering focus means, it doesn't matter as long as I save my patient. As long as Alexander gets to smile genuinely again. As long as I get to help him get over that obvious guilt that was always present in his piercing orbs. As long as I don't let him down.And that was why, even when my lids grew heavy with exhaustion, I still pushed at my limits countless times until an inevitable migraine grew.I squeezed my eyes shut and pried them open again with more force than required. “Get it together, Dani. Nothing must go wrong” I scolded myself mentally and tried to focus my heavy eyes onto the screen of my laptop. But then I caught the unmistakable hem of Alexander's coat and those majestic shoes.My gaze slowly trailed up and I didn't miss t
Joey’s POV I've been staring at my phone's screen for a while now, like it was some sort of hidden trophy. And trust me it was worth it. This piece of gem I've been staring at was worth every single second I spent planning Danica's downfall. The angle of the photo was just fucking perfect, exactly what I needed for the game I was about to play. Danica thinks she can play the talented heroine game? She had no idea that two can always play the game. So, let the best player win! I sighed in exhaustion as my gaze traveled towards the entrance of the grocery store for what seemed like the hundredth time. I had nothing to buy, but I've been standing around corners for over forty minutes just to look as normal as ever when the target finally walks into the game hole. But it seems she was running late. Or maybe she wasn't even coming at all. Maybe I was just busy wasting my time after all. Just as I was about to give up and leave, she strode in, basket in hand with a lady that I as
Danica’s POV I had barely taken two steps when I felt a hand wrap around my arm, pulling me back with a force that clearly had me tumbling directly into the assailant's chest.Finn.My heart skipped three beats not because this felt thrilling even in the slightest… but because I just almost fucking fall face first into the ground and it was all because of Finn.Finn. Finn. Finn!!!!I pushed him off immediately, so hard he hadn't even expected that sort of strength from just one push.I was heaving, glaring at him and if glares could kill, I swear he'd be buried at the deepest trenches of the surface of the earth.“What the fuck was that for, Finn? I'm sure we aren't even close enough to have you touching me without my permission… but then you pulled me? Deliberately, so I could fall into your chest like you're a knight in disgusting armor?” I blurted at once, irritation curling tight in the pit of my stomach. And I don't even know why the fuck I feel so irritated right now. My skin
Danica’s POV It's been a while since I got to one of the most scanty coffee shops around the Pack, and I've been so engrossed in my research that I didn't even realize that I'd spent hours on sitting until the constant drag of someone's shoes stole my undivided attention.My head snapped backwards, fast enough to catch who the annoying person was but then Killian's smirking face came to view.“Killian…” I trailed off, tone as firm as steel but he didn't let me finish.“Don't you need something softer to clear your head? You've taken fifteen cups of coffees in the past five hours” he interrupted and my brows creased. What the… FIVE HOURS??!!“You mean, I've spent five hours sitting? And what? Fifteen cups of coffee?” I exclaimed and he shrugged.“Five hours, twenty nine minutes, thirteen seconds to be precise” he added and I almost choked on nothing because I still had a whole lot of things to do. Shopping included.“Uhm, no thank you, Killian. I don't need anything from you” I mutte







