Novel & Cerita Harley Quinn Doctor Outfit

He looked about 6 feet tall with lean muscles which even the coat couldn’t hide and light skin. He had chocolate brown hair which was kept short and his brown eyes hidden behind a large pair of glasses, which was common to most doctors. “Hyde, come quickly, the alpha has been sleeping and we don’t know why,” Max said as he waved the doctor over. Once he’d hurried over, the doctor glanced at me and excitedly stretched his hand out towards me. “You must be Alpha Draco. I’ve seen you around a few times, but we’ve not had the chance of being introduced. I am Hyde, the pack doctor of the Still Moon Pack,” Hyde said.

He's constantly checking in on me, and unless I can go with him, he's cancelling any pack duties that are away from the pack lands, and I hate that I'm putting him through this. We step into the doctor's room and take a seat just as a female doctor walks into the room. "Hi, Harriot. Thank you for coming." Nick stands up and shakes her hand as he talks before turning his attention to me. "Bonnie, this is Harriot. She is a pack member and used to work alongside our doc until she decided to head for a new carrier. She is a qualified doctor and an incredible one at that. I asked her if she could come along to check you out as a second opinion and, luckily for us, she agreed."

If she could, she would have already curled up her feet to her chest, but her bulging stomach makes it harder for her, so she could only kick them and threaten them not to touch her. “Girl, we have to take care of you.” the Doctor said. He is a new recruit from the nearby fallen pack, they had to find one quickly since illnesses and the health of the pack members are important. After Gale was taken away, Nicholas left 2 attending doctors and physicians whilst they were still looking for one. The head Doctor now is called Doctor Lupin, he is a kind man and the Alpha King’s people investigated his background themself to ensure that he is clean and would not do something like Gale did to the pa

I would make sure I tracked her down and have her head. I made to leave but immediately the door to Harley's ward flung open and the doctor came out, his face looking downtrodden. He stopped, his hands in his pockets as he appraised me with his lips tucked inside, probably guarding how to inform me something "Can I see you privately Alpha?" he asked and I nodded hesitantly, looking at my friends who nodded their encouragement.

"He's that Omega from Thaddeus's isn't he. The one that was rescued?" "Yes, that's him." I said. He looked off to the side as he ran his hand through his hair a few times. I growled as the door flew open but the doctor simply walked around me and reached out for the bag that his assistant was holding out towards him as she ran into the room. His assistant followed him to the bed where the doctor quickly opened his bag and pulled out the largest needle I've ever seen. It was filled with a bright yellow substance and I raised my eyebrow at him and struggled not to growl.

Finally, the Doctor announced that he was good now and I got relieved from my duties a little. After a long time, I went to my chamber and took a long bath. I got ready wearing a Light pink colored lightweight lehnga and I braided my hairs in a loose braid and put on a light Kajal. I still kept checking his food and the things that get closer to him.

But unlike my expectations, the reason did not put an end to his curiosity. "You...you wanted to make a medicine out of it?" A man around his forties having more strands of grey than black finally steps out of the shadows. Are you cosplaying? I wanted to ask while taking in his attire of ancient armour over red robes, a deadly sword hanging on his belt of leather. "Sort of." Chaos soon broke with multiple people hidden away from my sight starting to speak, the echoes too hard to discern. I shrank back to the wall when it grew louder and the loudest of the group finally letting me hear a clear statement. "She's a doctor!"

His God. Hudson Jackson. Or more precisely, Doctor Hudson Jackson. There was no doubt. None. He looked different in civilian clothes, softer somehow but no less striking. His dark hair fell messily across his forehead, glasses perched low on his nose as he laughed at something the man across from him said. He wore a fitted sweater that stretched across broad shoulders, sleeves pushed up to reveal strong forearms and capable hands. Hands that had saved Quinton’s life. The feared Alpha’s wolf surged forward with a low, possessive growl.

Amiruddin looked up from behind the flasks and test tubes filled to various depths with lavender fluids. Putting his safety goggles and gloves aside, Doc made his way over to me with half a smile. He must've returned from the hospital, because his baby pink shirt, having been rolled up to his elbows, was crisp and pressed, and he was wearing formal trousers instead of the usual baggy tee and sweatpants. His carefully combed black hair had silvered above his ears, and even though Doc's skin was beginning to slacken from his sharp features with age, I knew that Bapi was jealous of his tall firm figure.

The doctor squinted slightly when he saw Harvey’s face, as if to ensure he was here visiting someone before regaining his composure. Harvey calmly looked back at the doctor before moving away without a sound. He realized something weird… The doctor had thick calluses on his hands. He was clearly a martial artist. Even if the doctor tried to hide it, Harvey could still feel a hint of murderous intent coming from him. The doctor intentionally took off his face mask. Harvey’s pupils shrunk at this moment. Even if it was just a glance, he could already tell… The doctor looked just like him! Harvey was not rushing to get out of the elevator. He calmly pressed the button to the fourth floor.