The One He Claimed

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288 iVouchers Chapter 115: Pride Hunter When I had rushed to the packhouse, ripping wolves to shreds to get to my mate, I hadn’t been expecting the sight in front of me when I walked in. Even Shaw had been shocked. Sophie had looked like a hell’s angel. She had been staring at what was left of the door that I rushed through, covered in blood from head to toe, she had been panting heavily, her chest moving exaggeratedly with her breaths and her claws had been out, ready for battle. But that wasn’t what had stopped me in my tracks, or Shaw in his. It was the look in her eye. It was the look of an Alpha willing to do whatever it took to protect their pack. I had never been prouder and more turned on by my mate than I was at that moment. I knew she had to be afraid, I could feel it in her, but she pushed it aside to be the *F*king phenomenal woman that she is. I was worried because I could smell her blood, but with all the blood on her, I couldn’t tell how much was hers, and obviously, neither could she. However, once I pulled her to help me with Thorin and Margot, I knew she was still bleeding, and I could feel her energy seeping out of her quickly. When I get to the pack hospital, my warriors are pouring in with various levels of injuries. They all stop when I come in with an unconscious Sophie, worried about their Luna. In truth, she Nooks dead because she has so much blood on her. Brooklyn rushes over as the nurses continue to triage my pack 09:05 Chapter 115: Pride members, watching me as they do. “Alpha?” she asks, careful about approaching me in case Sophie is dead. They should know, but in the chaos of the post war pain, checking in with their mates, and the overwhelming scent of blood and war, I realize they aren’t sure if she’s alive. “Brooklyn, I need to get Sophie washed off. Not all of this blood is hers, but Shaw can smell that

she’s still bleeding. I think it’s from the wound on her thigh.” “Follow me,” she says, and turns, walking quickly into another hallway and taking me a room lined with showers. She turns one on and I don’t wait for it to get warm. I walk under the cold spray, letting it jolt my fatigued mind awake, and I hold Sophie while Brooklyn grabs washcloths, towels, and soap. “How’s Kinsley?” I ask when she returns and begins washing the blood and guts off of Sophie. “She’s in surgery. She lost a lot of blood, but her pup is alive. The g**es didn’t rupture her uterus.” “Thank the goddess. How’s Lucas?” “Worried, but he’s holding it together,” she says, deciding to just rip Sophie’s clothes off of her so we can see her injuries. Getting the clothes off helps and we can see that Sophie did a great job of protecting her stomach or Hedda has already healed the injures. When she’s finally clean, we see that it’s her thigh that is still bleeding and she has another wound on her arm that isn’t healing either. “Hedda must be as exhausted as Sophie if she’s not healing Chapter 115: Pride her,” I say. “Shaw is as well, Alpha. You have your own wound that isn’t healing,” she says, pointing at my thigh and butt cheek where one of my attackers had raked their claws down Shaw’s back and flank. He’d been busy healing the wounds from Joshua and his Beta, but this wolf’s wounds hadn’t been as severe at the time. “I can stitch you both up and you can leave our Luna here. We’ll look after her,” Brooklyn says. “Stitch her up first,” I say, connecting with my wolf. ‘Shaw, are you with me buddy?’ ‘I’m here, but I am weak. We took a lot of hits today.’ ‘I’ll have Brooklyn stitch me up, you rest buddy. You did great today.’ ‘Our mate is one f**g s*y Alpha wolf, isn’t she?’ he purrs proudly. ‘That she is,’ I say, looking down at my mate proudly as I follow Brooklyn to a room. A nurse joins us

in the room. Brooklyn quickly begins stitching Sophie’s wound, giving met something to put pressure on my own wound, while the other nurse begins h**ng Sophie up to an IV, and a heart monitor for her and the baby. When she turns it on, I can hear both hearts beating loud and strong. “Your pup seems to be doing just fine, Alpha, but we’ll have one of the doctors look her over as soon as they’re out of surgery.” Chapter 115: Pride “Thank you,” I say. When Brooklyn’s done with Sophie, she turns to me, but I stop her. “Can you stitch me up out there? need to check on the pack.” “Sure thing, Alpha,” she says. I kiss Sophie, leaning over to put my lips to her ear. “You rest, I’ll be back. I’m so proud of you my strong Luna, so f**king proud to be your mate.” Then I turn and follow Brooklyn back out to the main waiting room area. The first person I see is Lucas pacing back and forth. “Lucas!” I say, getting his attention. The others in the room look up at my sharp tone, then look at their Beta. He strides over to me, and I can see the torment in his eyes. “Brooklyn says that Kinsley is doing okay, and your pup is safe,” 1 say, making sure he heard them! He nods, running his fingers through his hair. “She’s still in surgery. Why is she still in surgery?” “She lost a lot of blood Beta. Sybil may have gone quiet, and Dr. Caspian was ordered by our Luna to make sure that both she and your pup survive. I know he’s just making sure that he follows that command,” Brooklyn says calmly before looking up at me. “All done, Alpha.” I frown, looking down. “Geez, Brooklyn. I can see why my warriors adore you. I didn’t even feel that.” I turn back to Lucas” “Stay as long as you need to. Let me know if anything changes. Do me a favor, start taking inventory of our Chapter 115: Pride All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

injured while you’re waiting. It will give you something to do and make the time go by faster,” I tell him. He nods. “How is our Luna?” “Resting. She lost a lot of blood too, but hers and our pup’s heartbeats are strong.” “Good, that’s good,” he says. “They were amazing,” one of my female warriors says. She’s one of the young mothers who was in the packhouse, and I realize that my warriors pushed her to the front of the line to get stitched up. “It was truly inspirational to see how they fought and protected each other. They had a Beta and two G**as after them, but they still kept tabs on the safe rooms and on us. It made me even prouder to be a part of this pack,” she says. Around the waiting room, several other women echo this woman’s sentiments, making me smile. Da**n I love my mate. “Those of you who are healthy enough to continue, get stitched up and get pack to the packhouse. We have a lot of pups who will need to be comforted and a lot of individuals from the other pack that will need reassurance that all is well. Your Luna and Beta females are both out of commission, so I’m asking you, as my warriors and my pack to help support our frightened pack members and our pups. I’ll have Penny begin working with the omegas to get some food going so we can all eat as I’m sure everyone is as hungry as I am,” I say to the room before heading back to the packhouse.