The Last Spirit Wolf by Elena Norwood Novel Full Episode
Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Vera-

I crumble to the floor as the surgeon’s attention falls on me, my legs giving out. My heart feels like it’s going to hammer out of my chest.

This can’t be real. The only father I’ve ever known can’t be gone. I crawl closer to the table, tears beginning to rim my eyes. When I get close to the table though, I notice sometting odd.

“This… this isn’t… doctor Owens?” I turn my hopeful eyes to the surgeon as he comes around to kneel beside me. His kind eyes are smiling, but there is so much sadness in them.

“Vera, I presume. No, this isn’t doctor Owens, this is Nathan, he was one of the warriors at the border when the beast attacked.”

We both look at the lifeless b*dy of the warrior; the tears that had begun to form in my eyes now falling to my cheeks.

“As for Dr. Owens’s, his surgery went well; he’s recovering from the anesthesia in a makeshift recovery room we prepared in his office.”

I start crying even more. Full on, ugly face crying. All of the emotions of the day, all of the feelings I had been avoiding in order to complete my task, come back at once. I barely even notice when the doctor gently helps me up, guiding me to a chair just outside the O.R. He’s holding me while I let it all out.

After about five minutes. I’m finally beginning to calm down and the doctor hands me a bottle of water. I take it and down it in one gulp.

Now that all the adrenaline has left my b*dy, I realize how banged up I really am. My thigh and calf muscles are on fire, my back and rib cage area hurt more than I can describe. I might have a broken rib or two, and my head wants to explode.

While as sesing the state of my b*dy, my hand goes to where my head is especially tingly; I feel blood. I have a cut which I measure with my fingers, it’s no more than six centimeters, right in my hairline, It isn’t very big, but it is quite deep. The doctor moves to get supplies to clean me up but I grab his arm and stop him.

“No, please, many are in far worse shape. Go help them first, I’ll clean myself up.”

He gives me a long look. He comes closer to me and hugs me gently, whispering in my car,

“Thank you.” He says simply, and walks away.

I’m confused about the exchange, I’m the one who should be thanking him. In fact, I don’t even know this doctor but judging from his age, he’s probably a retired doctor that came to help out.

After gathering the supplies I’ll need, I make my way to Dr. Owens’s office, needing to make sure he’s ok.

When I step into the room, one of the nurses, also one I don’t recognize, is checking on him. As she notices me, she gasps and nearly drops her chart.

“Sorry,” I start, “I just wanted to check on him.” She composes herself quickly.

“Oh, honey. It’s okay. He’s doing just fine. He was injured by the beast in the clearing when he was trying to help one of the warriors. It punctured a main artery in his leg but they managed to cl*p it.”

I smile at this. I’m not the least bit surprised that he was there trying to help people. Dr. Owens is one of the kindest and caring people I know. The nurse moves towards me,

“Here, let me take care of that for you.”

She grabs the supplies from my hands and direct me to sit on the chair at the side of Dr. Owens’s bed.

She begins working on cleaning my wound, disposing of d*rty gauze after d*rty gauze. I’m entirely filthy from the battle.

“It’ll need stitches. I’ll be right back with some anesthesia.” She says after she’s done with the clean up.

When she comes back, I’m still sitting in a chair next to my mentor, energy draining from my b*dy fast. She makes quick work of the anesthetic by injecting my foreload with it. She proceeds to further clean, stitch, and bandage the wound.

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