chapter 72
Damien’s POV
I knew she was awake, felt it, Darian told her to remain inside the Packhouse. Knowing instantly she disobeyed the order when I heard Layla whine loudly in my head, injured. Darian turns running toward the Pack house, trying to get to her as Layla slowly slips out of reach.
I know my men can handle those that are left, and I need to get to my mate.
I urge Darian to run faster, his paws hitting the ground with hard thuds as he pushes himself harder. Running through the town I come to a halt at the park, I growl angrily and shift back when I notice the pack warrior’s that are meant to be protecting the eastern border are amongst the fray.
“How the fuck did they get this far in the territory” I snap through the mind link but only receive deafening silence.
“I will deal with you later” I growl while running, searching for Lily. I couldn’t see her anywhere when I heard Max’s voice ring loudly in my head.
“Near the swings I can’t get to her” turning and running in that direction, I don’t see Layla and I know she is gravely injured, when I find a she-wolf mauling Lily who is trapped under the wolf in human form, her arms locked around its neck as she tries holding on to strangling it. Blood pooling underneath her pale body.
Making it to her, I grab the wolfs head before she can react snapping her head to the side before going limp on top of her, Lily shoves her off and I don’t have a chance to help when I hear the mangled scream of Callie as she too is forced to shift. Max howled as he tried getting to his mate. The grey wolf on Callie notices me and drops her before running at me but I am prepared as I sidestep my hand wrapping around its throat as I snap its neck before dropping it at my feet.
Tatum, one of my warriors, has a black wolf on his back and I quickly grab it by the ears, twisting its head all the way around to his back as it lets out a strangled noise before dying.
There are two more Pack warriors running in to help, and I know they can take down the last wolf as I turn my back on them and run to Lily’s side.
Her eyes glaze over and lose focus as she tries to remain conscious. Scooping her up. I run.
“Why isn’t she healing?” Tatum asks worriedly.
“Because she can’t,” I growl, running toward the Packhouse. I feel Max catching up. Kicking the door open, I place Lily on the ground before running into the downstairs bathroom retrieving towels and the first aid kit. Max and I try to stem the bleeding, but she has so many wounds and they just soak straight through the towels and I know she is dying in front of my eyes.
“The Pack doctor is on her way” Max says, holding the towel on her side where she has a huge open wound that is bleeding profusely onto the floor. A few seconds later Doc runs in completely naked and I knew she ran all the way here. She drops her bag on the floor and works on Lily.
“She needs blood, what is her blood type?” Doc asks as she tries to stop the bleeding.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“I don’t know,” I say panicked.
“Darian, try to contact Layla” I tell him.
He struggles to get her alert enough, but she finally murmurs “B positive”
“B positive, use me” I tell doc, thrusting my arm forward and she hesitates.
“What are you waiting for?” I growl angrily.
Doc grabs a line from her bag, jamming a needle in my arm before hooking it up to Lily.
“I’m B positive, use me as well,” Tatum says, walking in, and Doc hooks a line to him before stabbing it in Lily’s vein.
Lily has no colour and is looking grey and lifeless. I watch my blood run down the line before moving slower as it passes through a small chamber looking thing Doc twists a valve looking thing and I watch as it slowly starts going into Lily.
“Can’t you make it go faster?” I ask.
“No, she could have an adverse reaction. There are too many risks associated with vein-to-vein transfusions. If she weren’t dying, I wouldn’t even attempt it” Doc tells me.
“You better hope your blood is clean” I growl at Tatum.
He stares down at Lily and he knows he fucked up. They got in from the border he was in charge of.
“I’m clean Alpha” He assures me. I didn’t doubt him, it was very unlikely with his wolf’s healing abilities for werewolves to even catch a disease but there can always be a first.
Suddenly Rebecca runs in, throwing her black hair in a bun. Rebecca works at the hospital with Doc as a nurse. She quickly sets to work stapling Lily’s face together. Her eyes swollen shut and the skin on her cheeks hanging off in a flap.
“I can tidy it up once we get her to hospital” she tells me. I couldn’t care less about scaring, they just need to keep her alive. Lily gets a little colour about her, but she is still deathly pale, Darian can’t reach Layla which isn’t a good sign and makes me nervous. She is still alive. I can still hear her heart beating, but it is slow and faint.
Maya comes running in with some blood bags and unhooks both of us before setting the bags up and holding them in the air, an ambulance pulls up out the front. Maya’s colleague brings in a stretcher and they load her up. The marble floor slick with her blood as I follow them.
“Meet us at the hospital, I won’t let her die” Doc says, turning to face me. I nod and watch as she jumps in the back with Maya and Rebecca. Darian whining loudly in my head and Max comes down the stairs with some pants, chucking them at me. I put them on before grabbing my car keys off the hall stand and jumping in my car. Dust and dirt spraying everywhere as I tear out of the driveway following the ambulance.