Three Fated Hearts – Chapter 17

~Landon~

I’m not sure that I’ve ever driven as fast before. Lincoln stayed in the backseat with Tia, and I focused on getting us to the Moonlight Pack as quickly as possible. Someone hurt our mate, and I was seething. It was taking everything in me to keep Goliath at bay and keep myself level-headed. I want to freak out……I want to scream and cry. I want to find those responsible and rip their hearts out. Instead…..instead I stay focused and logical. Instead, I take control and make sure we can get to the pack in one piece so Tia can be helped.

We are allowed right through the gates, and we make our way straight to the clinic. There are nurses waiting out front with a gurney. As soon as I park the car, the nurses approach the back door to get Tia out of the car. They load her up, and Lincoln and I follow her inside. We part ways with her when the doctor joins the procession into the operating room.

her as a potential mate.

cal Alpha’s daughter, you can say. She is used to being important and idolized. I hate to say that ‘humble’ isn’t part of her design, though

room, but Jenna is nowhere t

to thank me. This is the right thing to do. What happened?” Lincoln flops into a seat and sighs. I look at him and can feel his pain and sadness through our bond.

t would help me be able to breathe again because right now, I’m suffocating.

imply work in the clinic. Some have come to speak with Brenner, who has been nice enough to sit with us. I know he has pack duties to attend to, but he is here instead. Some people give us sympathetic glances, and some look at us with wonder. A few people who recognize us from our stay have given a wave or a nod but seem to realize that it would be best not to approach. Lincoln shifts from time to time. He is either sitting back, or he is leaning forward with his head in his hands, but he

turn around to see a doctor standing with a solemn look on his face. This doesn’t bode well and makes my stomach clench. I can’t move; my feet are glued to the floor. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I relax a bit. I can g

in her blood stream and we had to filter it out as best we could. Her wounds were made with silver which is why they weren’t closed, along with the wolfsbane. We stitched those closed. There was swelling on the brain, and the extent of that is unkn

e okay?” The doctor sighs again.

other. We both grab her hand and prepare for the long day ahead.