Wolf In Hospital Story Novels & Stories

“I was in love once. A wolf I’d gone to college with. We’d talked about getting married. Then he got sick.” “With what?” She acted as if she didn’t want to tell me. “I won’t pry.” “You should know since most of the wolves are in denial,” she said. “Leukemia. He lost his battle within nine months.” My mouth dropped open. “But I was told Wolfen couldn’t get sick. Heart disease. That’s what Julian had told me.” Sighing, she returned to what she was working on. “See? Denial.” “I don’t understand. Is this the curse?”

I asked. There were a couple of my pack members who worked at the Garden City hospital as doctors and nurses. They were aware of what to do in the unlikely event that a wolf found itself in the hospital—which did happen occasionally, but not frequently. I could call them and arrange a transfer. "King Xavier tried that," she said. "But they refused." "I think I might be able to change their minds if you gave me the go-ahead," I said. ****

“We plan on doing a full work up on her, Prince. Leave it to us now. Okay. Please, go sit in the waiting room, and we will let you know how she is when we figure things out.” He stands in front of me while the others push the stretcher and the injured wolf into the hospital. My heart aches looking at the wolf as the white sheet under her slowly turns red and the smell of blood hangs in the air. I bob my head up and down, wishing I had healing powers and could fix her myself. Slowly, in a slight daze, I make my way into the hospital and sit down in the waiting room, but I don’t sit long before I’m up and pacing back and forth.

I said. Maybe I could keep it hidden. We reached the hospital and Ethan took off for the door at a dead run. I followed as quickly as I could move. I saw why he was so frantic as soon as I was inside. The patient was a large male wolf who looked like he'd been mauled. They hadn't even tried to take him into a room; he was still in the triage area. One nurse was using a device to help him breathe. Another was switching out an empty IV bag for a fresh one.

She grabs my hand, holding me close as she gives me a stern look. “Remember what I said Renna, tell no one,” She coughs once more as I nod, turning to leave. I give the nurse a smile as I walk out of the hospital building to where Xavier is waiting for me looking at handsome as ever. Still, my mind is distracted by what she told me. In my mind I know she is telling the truth. Wolves don’t get sick it tends to be from battle that deaths come about or old age. The fact she has a disease is rare amongst our kind. I just hope whatever tomorrow brings is good news.

"I wish I knew too. I do not even know why I am here. I am the most clueless person ever." "Have you tried asking him?" "Have you met your brother?" Emma nodded in quick understanding. "That is fair." The hospital’s main doors burst open and Eleanor saw workers hurriedly wheel in an injured female wolf on a stretcher. She gasped upon spotting blood stains on its fur. Whatever it was seemed bad. "What happened?" Emma asked a worker, running a hand over the wolf’s head in a soothing way. "She got hurt while hunting and lost a lot of blood she couldn't even transform back. We need to do something."

I actually got to see what everyone meant when they said he was a great Alpha; it was like he was programmed for it. I, on the other hand, have finally settled in at the pack hospital. The nurses and doctor were very welcoming. I found it weird that such a big pack only had one doctor, but being there a couple days made me see why. Wolves don't get sick like humans do. So, you'll only see patients there with physical injuries, or women coming in to have their babies. Some kids might come down with a few viruses and such, but it wasn't much. The few days I went in for work are always so exhilarating.

I took a deep breath. Then a howl pierced through the quiet bustle of the hospital halls. And it was coming from Jane’s room. “Shit,” I hissed, breaking into a sprint without even thinking about it, driven by instinct alone to go to her, “what’s going on now?” I skidded to a halt in her doorway. Jane was gone, and in her place stood a huge, silvery-white Alpha wolf. The wolf snuffled around the two kids, still asleep on the bed and surrounded by blood. It had soaked into the white bedding, unfurling like poppy petals across the thin duvet and spreading out from where the boys lay at the flower’s centre.

I can't do that, I don't deserve it. I have to stay like that until I slowly fall asleep and the next morning I head to the hospital first thing to talk to Carl Willis. "Good morning, Mr. Judge," Carl greets me as soon as he opens his door for me. I sit down in the chair in front of his desk, "What's going on?" I release all the air in me and blurt out the whole situation to him, about how my wolf is going through a moment of dementia. The doctor frowns and listens to my story with confusion.

I can smell wolves from miles away. "So you are the one that gave the information about me?" I look her straight in the eye. "She only found out that I am a wolf yesterday. The only people that knew were Kai and my parents. No, I didn't give her information about you. She found it on the internet." "Can we please talk about something else?" My mate asked. "I am so sorry. The last question is why are you in a human hospital? I can smell that you are pregnant." "I have a human disease that prevents me from getting pregnant. I did fall pregnant and now they need to monitor me. There are wolf doctors here looking at me. Keeping an eye on me."