Seventy Seven.

Alpha Vander

Fallon was sobbing in between screams as I ran her across to the pack hospital. Either begging me to make it stop, or threatening me for putting a pup in her. Her breath quickens and her heart races as I burst in through the hospital doors.

The doctors and nurses stare at me stunned.

“Help her!”

They frantically rush around. Pulling on aprons and gloves as I put Fallon on a bed.