The Pack's Doctor Novels & Stories

Hrolf muttered out to him again, this time nodding at him not to stand up The man relaxed his back, placing it gently on top of the bed that he was lying on "Alphaaaa Hrolf," the pack doctor was amazed when he saw that he was indeed the one. He had taken it as a bluff because he knew that there was no way that Hrolf would be here. " Come with me," he said to the pack doctor, who ran quickly after him. "With your equipment" he added when he glanced behind him and saw that the doctor wasn't holding anything "Oh okay Alpha Hrolf, I will be back, just a second is all that I will take,'' he answered Hrolf who nodded at him.

I waved as the doctor's gaze snapped towards mine in surprise, finally focusing on my presence. "Heya, I found the little one running around upstairs." The doctor cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, "Thank you for keeping her company. My name's Dawson and I'm the pack healer here." I furrowed my brows in confusion, "pack healer?" "Oh right. People call us doctors now a days," he muttered to himself as if trying to memorize that fact. Oooh, this was a wolf thing. In other words, doesn't need to know.

I questioned, cocking my head to the side. His eyes widened, and he gripped the handle of his bag. “Yes, Alpha, you can trust me.” He rushed out, bowing his head. “I’d rather not trust you, but you can trust that I will gouge out your eyes and feed them to your family if you run your mouth.” I deadpanned. The pack doctor nodded frantically, visibly fidgeting as he responded. “Yes, Alpha.” “Good. Thank you for your services.” I offered a polite smile, which probably made me look deranged to him.

My apology would only fall on deaf ears. Alpha Kane stood up, and I was forced to take a step back with my head hung low. Any moment now, I’d take my last breath, and that would be the end of me. The door was pushed open, and I turned my head to the sound. The pack doctor came rushing in with a bag across his shoulder, and his glasses hung abnormally low on his nose. He looked as though he ran here, and judging from his ragged breathing, I was right. I’d seen the older man earlier when I went to clean the medical house; he looked calm and collected then.

The Supreme POV The packs physician and local doctor was on his way to the pack house at this very moment, but I knew he wanted to examine my wounds first, so I patched myself up wrapping a bandage tight around my waist, knowing it would only stop the bleeding for a short amount of time, but give me time enough to convince the good doctor to look at Steffan and Luke first. The packs local physician was a family friend. His entire family had always worked as the Supreme’s personal medical doctor for generations and by demand of law the Supreme’s health always came prior to others, but not today.

He realized I did not want to talk about it, so he let it die there. "I'll leave for now, I'll come back to check on you, is that alright?" "Yes, it's alright...um," I began to stammer in an attempt to guess his name. "I'm Brian, the pack's doctor," he introduced himself and I nodded, smiling. "The pack has a doctor?" My brows raised in surprise and both Sonia and Brian began to laugh like I said the most stupid thing, which is actually the most stupid thing. "Of course we have a doctor, how will a pack not have a doctor?" Sonia asked, staring at me.in disbelief.

Anita said. "Let's go to the pack house first, but before that, call the doctor." Jacob said and Ken mind linked their pack doctors. "Make sure that everything you need here is well-stocked. I didn't want anyone not to be taken care of because the pack infirmary was lacking something." Jacob said as soon as the doctor arrived. He noted it and started to move around. He thought that the pack will be having a war soon, but he knows too well not to tell anyone about it. That's one of the basic rules in their pack and as per Jacob's order.

It was a lie, but since she was human, that was the only thing she might listen to. “So you mean to say that you allow your servants to look so tardy and unkempt while you look…” She paused to look me up and down again and again. “…well, not any different,” she added. “Still, sir, I can’t give you that information.” Right then, a doctor stepped out. I recognized him immediately, and he did too. “Beta Cullen,” he bowed. He was one of our pack doctors who worked here to help our members get access to more modern medicines.

Alpha Brandon's POV The pack walked in breathing heavily, "Did you run down here?" I asked. "Yeah I did my alpha," he replied as he put down his blue box. "Ohh, I appreciate that." "Brandon, why is the pack doctor here?" "He is here to check up on you, there's nothing to be scared of," I said, trying to erase any form of fear within her. "Are you sure," I could see the uncertainty in her voice. I reached for her hands, pressing them warmly while I looked into her eyes, "Yes I am sure, trust me on this." She nodded her head, I stepped back and allowed the doctor to do his thing.

Damien asked with worry, making Khal sigh. They both looked exhausted. “There is no need to worry, I will be fine soon,” I said to them feeling grateful to them, and encouraged myself too. Just then, the pack doctor walked in and rushed to me with worry evident on his face as he began to run a series of checks on me. After he was done, a frown was on his face, making me know that whatever he was about to say wouldn’t be pleasant to me. “Medically, there is nothing wrong with you,” He said as he checked my pulse again.