Scaredy Cat Hospital Novels & Stories

Maybe, he didn't want to admit to himself that for the first time in twenty-seven years, he cared for someone. Arriving at the hospital, nurses stood at the gate of the hospital with a wheeled stretcher. Kindred hospital was the biggest hospital in LA,with the best medical services. And, to top it all, it was owned by the Urkel family. Earlier, Devin had informed the doctor of the emergency and told them to prepare everything that would be needed. He set the boy on the stretcher and the nurses wheeled him inside the hospital to the large room set aside for the operation.

(Elena's POV) The Crescent Bay Veterinary Clinic is a cocoon of sterile calm at this hour. The fluorescent lights hum softly, a sound that has become my lifeline after a very long day at work. Hunched over a chart at the front desk, pen in hand, I scribble notes about a cat named Muffin who's finally eating again after a week of fighting an infection.

If she hadn't come today, she wouldn't be lying in the operating room now. Seeing Dennis' pale and tense face, Warren offered rare words of comfort. "I've arranged for the best doctors. She'll be alright." Instead of calming down, Dennis grew more agitated. "She has a fear of hospitals. Seeing doctors in white coats triggers her condition. Even the best doctors can't help." Warren frowned, perplexed. Why had Skyler acted so instinctively to protect Chester despite her fear? Was it a selfless reaction? Understanding the gravity of the situation, Warren offered, "I'll get a psychologist to help."

"Did you get separated from your mom?" "Mr. Snider said the mother cat had died," the maid replied. Rhea hummed softly as she stroked the kitten. "Poor thing." Just then, her phone rang. She answered the call while holding the kitten. "Kate?" "It's me!" Carolyn said. "Carolyn?" Rhea set the kitten down. She realized then that something must have happened with Kate. Carolyn's voice was urgent as she said, "Kate has been hospitalized with a stomach bleed."

My tears fell down my face, and my wolf howled again, louder this time, shakier, more frightened. My hands shook, claws glaring under the hospital's harsh lights. I was totally consumed by panic. “Doctor!” I screamed.

I can't wallow in pain, I need to see my parents as soon as possible. “Dan, we are going to the hospital, and please do not ask me any questions until we get there.” “O…oh okay,” Daniel managed to answer. We arrived at Pecan hospital an hour later. The hospital was the biggest I've seen so far, which was built solely for Werewolf patients who couldn't heal after they had an accident. Immediately I rushed over to the reception where I saw a young lady in a white gown. “Please, may I know where Mrs. Victoria Baker and Mr. Austin Baker are admitted?” I asked anxiously. The nurse quickly went through the book and directed us to a room.

“Badly. They are both at the hospital.” “What?!” he asked loudly and I could also hear the fear in his voice. I understood him and I was scared too. “What hospital?” He asked as he hurriedly typed on his phone. “St. Carter.” I replied, almost immediately. Cartwright hurried to his car after that, pulling out and driving almost immediately with me also speeding off, the easy, carefree mood of the day completely gone. My hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly, and my mind was racing with a million questions.

The clatter and hum of the hospital served as a disturbing backdrop to our conversation. As soon as we arrived, a group of doctors rushed to us. They had obviously been notified that we were coming. As they got closer I could feel that they were all werewolves. That only made me look at James. "Relax, this is Crescent Moon Pack's pack hospital. Everyone here is well trained to deal with werewolves.'' I sigh as I watch Amy being carried away on a stretcher. My gaze follows her until she hides behind the white doors of the emergency room.

I worriedly asked looking at my persian cat with white fur and large expressive pair of blue eyes. I put her inside a cage before going inside my car. I immediately drove my car heading to the pet grooming and veterinary clinic. Instead of Dr. Montressor, who became really familiar to me, I saw another man who’s almost the same height and figure as him. He was wearing a pair of dark blue medical scrubs with a stethoscope around his neck. "Good evening. Is Dr. Montresor around?" Our eyes met. I was then surprised by his sudden action when he got Callie from me.

“But I’m sure everything is fine. If something was really wrong, they would want to meet in a patient room or in the packhouse security briefing center, and Kade would have called me earlier.” “Well, I guess there is only one way to find out for sure,” she correctly observed. **** After a roughly 10-minute drive, which we did mostly in silence, we arrived at the hospital. Werewolves do not get sick as often as humans, so the hospital had an unusual setup compared to human hospitals. The first floor was used by various businesses to sell herbal medicines, vitamins, plants, exercise equipment, and health-related products. The second floor was used for traditional patient care, and it had se