Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
“She was over here, by the alley door,” Nolan linked me.
“I can smell her scent.”
“How do you know it’s hers?” I asked.
“I just do,” he answered.
I prayed to Selene he was right and moved to where he waited for me at the alley door. As soon as I got there, we slammed through the door together and rushed outside.
The scene that greeted us in the alley was grisly. An unfamiliar lycan had Haven pinned on the ground, his canines extended and sinking into Haven’s marking spot over and over, so hard it was tearing straight through her skin.
Nolan shifted into his wolf, ripping his clothes without a care, and tackled the wolf off of Haven and further into the alley.
I removed my button-up without undoing the buttons, sending them pinging off the walls and the dumpster, but I didn’t care because Haven was more important than my shirt. Her body lay bleeding and crumpled on the ground, and I feared the worst.
I knelt next to her on the ground, watching her eyes as they fluttered, and I sighed in relief. She was alive, but I didn’t know the extent of the damage done to her, or how much blood she had lost, or how much a human could lose before it was too much.
I pressed my shirt to her wound, trying to stem the blood flow. We’d need to take her to the pack hospital. There was no way we could take her to a human one—they’d ask too many questions, and then we’d have to get the king and witches involved, and it would be a whole mess.
My hands shook as I held the fabric against her wound. Her eyes fluttered, and her breathing was shallow.
“Come on, Haven,” I murmured, afraid if she passed out, that would be it. The end. “Haven, you have to stay with me. Just—just hold on, Sparkles.”
“That fucker got away,” Nolan growled in my mind. “I would have gone after him, but I didn’t want to leave you vulnerable.”
I turned to see him trotting back towards me down the alley. “Damn it.” I sighed. “Wes is not going to like that.”
“I think we have bigger things to worry about than that right now,” he replied. “Like getting her back to the pack before she bleeds out.”
“I know! I know, I’m working on it!” I yelled.
We both turned to Haven as I tried to figure out what to do. Her eyes were open, barely, and she was hanging on, but it was getting more and more difficult for her.
“I could run with her?” I suggested, but Nolan’s wolf shook his head.
“It’s too far,” Sarina’s voice said from behind me.
I turned to find her standing there with Riven, plus Ramón and Imogen.
“OH MY GOD!” Imogen screamed as her eyes landed on Haven. “Oh my god, you have to get her to the hospital!!”
“We’re trying,” I told her.
“Get that wolf away from her!” she shrieked.
“He didn’t attack her. A lycan did!” I yelled. “Ramón, can you explain, please?”
“Yep,” he replied, then he pulled Imogen to the side and started whispering in her ear, her eyes growing wider and her face growing paler with each second.
“Here,” Sarina said, “You can’t run from here, but you can run from our campsite.”
She glanced at her friend, then handed me a light purplish pink gemstone. It was warm to the touch and smelled of incense and smoke.
A transport stone. From a witch.
“How’d you get this?” I asked her.
“The less you know, the better,” she said. “It will take you to my campsite, and then you can run to your pack’s hospital from there,” she told me.
I reached into my pocket, grabbed my keys, and tossed them to her. “Take them all to the pack. I’ll let the guards know you’re coming.”
I turned back to Haven. “I’ll need to lift you up,” I murmured. “It might hurt, and I’m sorry, but it’s the only way we can get you to the pack in enough time.”
Her eyes rolled, and her face was pale, but she nodded. I grabbed her, holding her close to my chest as I stood, and she let out a strangled, hoarse whimper.
“I’m so sorry, Sparkles,” I muttered.
Nolan whined and nudged her hand with his nose, and I turned to Sarina. “How many can it take?”
“It will take all three of you,” she said, her eyes on Nolan as he continued to nuzzle against Haven. “Go!” she urged.
I nodded and swallowed, then tossed the stone in the air and caught it. The world swirled around us, blurring into a melting pot of colors. Then, slowly the colors blended back into place, and we stood off to the left of Sarina’s campsite.
Once the world stopped moving, I tucked Haven in closer to me and took off towards the pack hospital at a full sprint, leaving Nolan behind me as he worked to catch up.
Haven continued to tense and whimper in my arms. I hated that she was hurting, but I was also happy she was making noise at all, because that told me she was still conscious. Hopefully, that meant the wound from her attacker wasn’t as bad as we thought, but I wasn’t taking any chances, and I pushed my body to its limits.
I burst through the doors of the pack clinic with a clatter and a shout. The on-duty nurses froze for a moment when they saw me with Haven in my arms, but they quickly broke into action, moving faster than I had ever seen them move.
One of them waved me forward, leading me to a room.
“She’s human,” I breathed as we walked through the door. “Another lycan attacked her. He was biting her marking spot. I think his lycan was trying to mark her.”
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