The Pack's Royal Doctor; 3-Time Rejected Omega

Danica's POV

Everyone turned to look at me and I didn't miss some mocking grimaces and scoffs but that didn't stop me from rushing to the couple sprawled on the floor.

“It would take twenty minutes to get to the Pack's Clinic and she would lose her life by then” I said without looking up at the shocked men that were probably glaring lasers at me.

“What do you think you're doing, Danica?” Finn gritted, pulling my arm painfully, his eyes bloodshot.

“Would you rather let go of me right now or watch your mate die, Finn? Because right now this man isn't anywhere close to telling you the truth of how severe this case is. Anabel will die before you're even ten minutes into the journey to the clinic” I gritted in the same tone and his eyes dilated as he slowly let go of my hand. Was it me or did Finn just trust me with his mate's life?

*‘Well, it's not like he has a choice’* I reminded myself.

I pulled out a scapel from my thigh strap and I swiftly cut through a small area above her breast. Luckily, the blood that spilled in the area was black and I sighed in relief, knowing I got the right spot. I stabbed the lower end of my dress with the scapel and I tore out a reasonable amount before pressing the piece over her bleeding chest.

The red allergy spots stopped spreading over her body and I smiled inwardly. *‘You’re such a genius, Dani’* I mimicked Bianca's voice to myself.

The blood had to turn a shade brighter before I can think of stitching her up, so I kept pressing onto the bleeding part of her chest with one hand while I felt her pulse with the other hand.

“Danica!! What the fuck is the stunt you're pulling right now?” A voice thundered and my lungs ran dry as I looked up to see Gamma Thorn. The shrimpy bastard!

Ohh, and yes, I had totally forgotten to consider the fact that Anabel here is the dearest Gamma's younger sister. If I had thought of that, I would definitely have left her shrivel up like a prune and die!

“Is this your way of getting back at me? Killing my sister?” He thundered dangerously and I was totally smirking inwardly.

*‘Oh, don’t tempt me, I would love to do that, brain-Thorn idiot’* I wanted to tell him but I stopped myself.

“It sounds very stupid even to me, but I am saving your sister, Gamma Thorn” I told him with all the calmness I could muster.

“Get your filthy hands off my sister” he growled, punctuating every single word and I raised a brow.

“Are you sure, Gamma? Cause she's bleeding out the apple content in her blood right now unless you want her to over-bleed?” I replied innocently, although anyone in their right sense would hear the sarcasm laced in my response.

“You should just obey him, Danica. The pack clinic are capable of taking care of her” Joey muttered in fake concern beside him and I almost rolled my eyes at her visibly.

“Would they now?”

“If anything happens to her, Danica. I assure you that you'll spend your entire youthful years in the dungeons” he threatened before storming away with Joey seething in anger at my curt response to her suggestion and I sighed in exasperation before feeling Anabel's pulse again. It got weaker, which isn't particularly a good thing right now.

“Are you sure she's going to be fine?” Finn muttered behind me.

“It looks to me like she doesn't know what the hell she's doing, no offense” the man from before suddenly said, eyeing me as he walked away.

*'Says the man that couldn't even be straightforward and truthful in a life and death situation'* I was tempted to yell in his face but it took another invisible pat of Bianca's hand on my shoulders to stop me.

The mating bell went off and one by one, everyone went to find their mates just in time for Anabel's blood to turn a shade brighter.

I pulled out a suture needle from my thigh strap and stitched her up faster than I've ever done before. She was losing too much blood and her body doesn't seem to like it at all.

“Can I get a cup of plain colored alcohol?” I asked Finn and he immediately stood to get one while I tore another piece of cloth from my dress. He came back within a few seconds and I poured the contents over the clean piece of cloth before cleaning up the wound then I wrapped it around her chest since I had no bandage on me.

I let out a shaky breath as I relaxed a bit while checking her pulse again. It was still weak. Nothing that shows she would be waking up anytime soon but I trusted she would wake up very soon because I didn't make a mistake with the treatment and the problem probably lies with her body.

“Why isn't she waking up, Danica?” Finn asked and I puffed in a frustrated breath.

“Because… she's lost too much blood and there's no way to do a transfusion here.” I told him truthfully and he pulled at his hair. Something he does when he's terribly mad.

“She lacks enough blood, Danica. Doesn't that mean she could die?” He suddenly said, directing his accusation at me.

“I did mention that she doesn't know what she was doing, didn't I?” The old man from before said proudly.

‘She’s probably killed the poor girl because she wanted everyone's attention’

‘Now she's got it, innit?’

‘Alpha Alexander would have her executed for sure’

‘She killed the daughter of a former Gamma, she will rot in jail’

I stood up from the ground when the comments became overbearing and as if on cue I felt a pull… the fucking mate pull. My heart pounded hard in my ears as the pull became stronger, impossible to resist with each passing second and somehow, my once dormant wolf actually muttered the word I would rather not hear till the day I die. She growled ‘Mate’!

She has never spoken to me before. Not even when I felt the pull the first time towards Finn nor when I felt it the second time towards Thorn.

Without looking towards where the pull came from, I rushed out of the hall, away from everyone's mockery, away from the stupid bond… and away from everything.

*

Did I make the wrong decision by making Anabel bleed out the content even when I knew her body might react badly to it? The thoughts crossed my mind as I strolled through an empty hallway with my tears finally streaming down my face.

What if I had actually killed her before even saving her?

However, deep down I knew it was the only way anyone could have saved her at that time, and right now it's up to fate to bring her out of the worse phase unharmed. Stupid fate that has never been on my side by the way.

Two more steps and I bumped into a hard wall… chest to be precise.

I looked up only to be met by the most beautiful pair of piercing blue eyes that was staring right through my soul. Looking at the not too familiar features up close knocked fucking breath out of my lungs.

His beautifully sculpted chiseled jawline, lashes that could compete with mine and his dark hair that fell to his eyes, making my fingers itch to touch them. I could study his entire build for days and never get tired but the cocky smirk that curled up his lips and the mate scent that hit my nose threw me right back to reality.

‘Mate!’ my no-name wolf growled again, more possessively and a sob threatened to escape my lips.

Alpha Alexander was my mate? No! This was probably some sick joke the moon goddess was playing with me because just how cruel will that ‘bitch’ be?

“I'm so sorry, Alpha. I didn't know you were in front of me” I apologized with a deep bow instead and then tried to leave but then realized his body was covering half the way I was going to walk through.

He took a step closer to me and I instinctively took a step back, one single step that had me trapped between the wall and his imposingly hot body.

His hand touched my face and I literally stopped breathing. He gently wiped the tears that stained my cheek but heck, I couldn't find it in myself to breathe.

*‘...You will not even breath too comfortably because if you do and the Alpha complains…’* the warning echoed through my head and my heart pounded painfully in my chest.

“Breath, Danica” his smooth deep voice whispered and like a pre-programmed robot, I let out the breath I'd been holding in.

I mean, I do feel like a pre-programmed robot right now because how did he even know my name?

“You wouldn't mind treating me too, would you, Doc?”