#Chapter 71: The Wolf Doctor
Enzo
I watched as Ronan lay there, his breathing shallow and labored. I knew he was dying, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. Ronan was cruel and utterly insane for what he did. But then Nina stepped forward, her medical skills kicking in as she tried to keep Ronan alive. Her kindness and compassion for someone who had caused so much pain and suffering was truly admirable. It made me love her even more.
“Call for help,” she ordered as she pressed her shirt into Ronan’s wound to put pressure on it and stop the bleeding. “I won’t lose two lives tonight.” “Two lives?” I asked, but Nina was too busy tending to Ronan to hear me.
I pulled out my phone and called Lewis, hoping he could come and take Ronan away before it was too late. Nina worked tirelessly to keep Ronan alive; her healing abilities seemed far superior to that of a human, medical school or no medical school. Something was extraordinary about her.
“Go to the ravine a little ways that way,” she said, gesturing with her head. “I found the stalker… She fell.”
My eyes widened. I wanted to ask more, but I saw the tears in Nina’s eyes and knew that something horrible happened that she likely wouldn’t want to talk about just yet, if ever.
Nina stayed behind to tend to Ronan, while I went out in search of the stalker. It didn’t take me long to find her, thanks to my ability to see in the dark; her lifeless body lay at the bottom of the ravine. Her neck had clearly been broken from the wall.
Sighing, I climbed down the ravine and walked up to the body. I recognized her immediately. She was my father’s assistant, Veronica.
Why was my father’s assistant the one that was stalking Nina? I couldn’t wrap my head around it just yet, but I knew now that he had something to do with it. I soberly collected her broken body and headed back to where Nina was waiting for me with Ronan; Lewis was already there when I arrived.
Lewis looked up from where he was crouched next to Ronan, his eyes widening when he saw Veronica in my arms. “Veronica?” he whispered, standing and coming over to me. I nodded. After a moment of silence, Lewis spoke up. “We need to get Ronan back to your father’s house. He might be able to help him.”
I nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. I picked up the dead girl’s body and held Nina’s hand, teleporting us to my father’s house. When we arrived, Lewis already had. Ronan laid out on the dining room table. Nina looked like she was going to be sick.
“Sit down for a moment,” I said gently, gesturing with my head toward the couch while I held Veronica’s body in my arms. “The first time teleporting is always the worst. The nausea will pass.”
Nina nodded and stumbled over to the couch. I watched her lay down, then carried Veronica out to the patio and gently handed her to another member of the pack. “Treat her body carefully,” I said to the shocked pack.
I returned to the dining room. Lewis was hovering his hands over Ronan’s wounds, working his magic; he had always had the best healing abilities of the pack.
“Where’s my father?” I asked, glancing over at Nina, who was still laid out on the couch with a sickly look on her face. “Where do you think?” Lewis replied. ” Away on business, as usual.”
“Is he ever even home anymore for more than a few hours at a time?” I asked. Lewis shook his head. There was a long silence while he worked his magic before he spoke again, this time whispering. “You realize she healed him, right?” he said.
I furrowed my brow. “She is a medical student,” I responded. “No,” Lewis replied. “She healed him. Not completely, but enough to keep him alive. I really don’t think she’s human, Enzo.”
I looked over at Nina again. As she lay on the couch with her eyes closed, her face was wrought with worry and sadness. I knew she must have been overwhelmed by everything that was happening… No doubt she blamed herself for Veronica’s death. I stared at her for a few moments, piecing together everything I had learned about her so far; her scent that attracted all sorts of shifters, her impressive speed, and now healing.
“Do you think she’s one of us?” I whispered, thinking back to what she said in the woods about her knee. Had she healed herself in her sleep the night that she hurt her knee?
Lewis shrugged. “Possibly. Hybrid, maybe. She doesn’t have a wolf, right?”
I shook my head. Despite everything that Nina possessed that was supernatural, there was no evidence that she had a wolf. Not yet, at least..
Nina groaned then, holding her stomach. I left Lewis to his work with Ronan and walked over to her, crouching next to her as she laid on the couch. I took her small hand and pressed it to my lips, which seemed to ease some of her discomfort. As I watched her, the camera around her neck caught my eye.
“May I?” I whispered. She cracked open her eyes to look at me, registering what I was referring to for a moment, then nodded and let me slip the camera off over her head. I switched it on and started clicking through the pictures, the anger bubbling up inside of me as I saw just how many photographs Veronica had taken of Nina; some of them were even taken from incredibly close range while Nina was sleeping, completely violating her privacy and personal space.
Had my father hired Veronica to do this? Was this his way of driving Nina and I apart so he could go through with his twisted plan to marry me off to some other CEO’s werewolf daughter? I couldn’t think of any other reason as to why he would’ve done something like this.
“I killed her,” Nina whispered suddenly. I looked up from the camera to see her looking at me with tears streaming down her cheeks. Sighing, I reached out and wiped them away with the back of my hand.
“It wasn’t your fault,” I said reassuringly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Don’t blame yourself.”
“Alright,” Lewis said then, walking into the living room and drying his bloody hands with a towel. “He’ll be out cold for a bit, but he’ll be fine.”
I thanked Lewis. He merely nodded and walked outside, and once he was gone, I stood. “Come on,” I said, standing and holding out my hand for Nina to take. “You need some sleep.”
