When Does Mark Sloan Come To Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

I leave no room for argument and turn around and wake off before the squad sees us together. I need to be smart about this. I want Raven, but I have responsibilities now. The pack is counting on me. I can’t be distracted because of a relationship. But, clearly I can’t stay away from her. Maddox is also not helping matters. I head to the hospital to check in on Sloane. “Any improvement?” I as the doctor as I wake into Sloane’s room. “She is stable Alpha and should wake up any moment now. She is strong even without her wolf.” He states.

Broken, even. This is different. “What's going on?” My voice falters, pain still biting at my vision. “If you hadn't run off—” Nina's mom starts, but is cut off by a wave of my father's hand. “Shut it, Grace. This is serious” I watch her flinch. You better run, Grace. He'll kill you, too. “Someone better say something right fucking now—” “I'm pregnant!” Sloane blurts, face blooming red.

LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW. Sloane looked out ahead as she gave me directions to the grill. "Turn here." She said, her voice small as I drove on the smooth road. The rest of the guys followed behind in their cars. This moment with her made me forget everything I'd been thinking of since that day at the spot. I forgot about my supposed future wife arriving in less than a month at Ravenscroft, as well as the engagement gala my father has in the works for us as soon as she arrives. Sloane was never supposed to feel this read; I'd proposed our fake dating for one reason;

“Damn, you’re a hard man to resist.” “Good. I don’t want you to resist me. And I’m spending the night tonight, Sloane. Come midnight, we’re going to talk. One way or the other, we’ll know if we're mates.” She looks away and I reach up, gently pulling her face back to look at me. “Sloane?” “I’m not ready to be marked yet, Benedict. There’s so much we still need to figure out …” “And we will. Together. I can wait to mark you, as long as there isn’t a threat that someone else will. All the more reason for me to kill Kaelin if he shows his face.” I growl.

No need to divulge more for Sloane's privacy. I unlock my bedroom door and lead the officer inside. Sloane is curled on the bed, her face puffy. I leave them alone, and thirty minutes later, the officer emerges. "She’s cooperative, Ms. Gregory. The special victims unit is moving in for the arrest tonight. We’ll follow up with counseling services tomorrow." "Thank you," I exhale in relief. Sloane rejects dinner, saying she just wants to shower and sleep. Nadia and I help her carry her bags to her room across the hall. The moment Sloane steps inside, she lets out a small gasp.

She had the looks, the parental love, the freedom. What had ever worked out for me? But before I could call her out, her sweet, perfect mask snapped right back into place. "Anyway," Sloane stood up, smoothing down her skirt. "I just wanted to check on you. Goodnight, Serenity." The door clicked shut behind her. The room went cold, and a heavy, uneasy dread settled deep in my gut, it was the feeling you get right before a massive storm hits. Two weeks later, I met my future husband.