Werewolf Widow for a Year

That Odd Thing

Once they made their way into the clinic, Harpo was rushed into the operating room and Shawna was instructed by a nurse to have a seat in the waiting area. "Someone will come and get you after he is out of surgey." The nurse informed me, before heading into the operating room. Shawna waited patiently with her head down, half guilty for the excitement she had felt when Harpo was attacked. She thought he had for sure died, and something inside of her was happy about it-- for just a split second. Now however, Shawna felt nothing but remorse for her horrid thoughts. Even though Harpo wasn't the kind and attentive type, he had not once wished for her death. So why then would Shawna have the audcity to wish for his? She pondered on those thoughts for over an hour to herself. Finally the front doors to the clinic were flung open and the Alpha and Beta rushed into the waiting area. "We need updates on our wounded and to know how many fatalities we have on our hands." Alpha Mars commanded the nurse at the front desk. She stood up quickly bowed her head and raced to the back, to gather the intel the Alpha and Beta needed.

As they waited by the counter for the information, they looked around the room at the increasingly growing amount of pack members who were shuffling in. Some had only minor wounds that needed to be treated. Others were coming in to check on loved ones that had to be carried off the battle grounds in stretchers. Alpha Mars and Beta Dawson split up, each taking on either side of the room, talking with their pack members, to see how they were fairing and if there was anything they needed. Once Beta Dawson came towards Shawna, he stopped and looked upon her quizzically. He glanced upon her for what felt like hours, but was no more than ten seconds. Shawna looked up an him and caught herself holding his gaze, so she quickly looked down to her right, at the floor. Finally Alpha Mars came up to the left of Beta Dawson, as he had justfinished conversing with his half of the room. Noticing Beta Dawson and Shawna's reactions he intervened. "You are Warrior Harpo's mate, correct?" Shawna looked up at the Alpha and nodded softly. She then looked away again, as she felt herself holding the Alpha's gaze for a second too long. Beta Dawson seemed to wrinkle his nose at hearing this, and then he finally looked away to his right. "We are hopeful for his recovery. He played a vital roll in this battle tonight, and we hope he pulls through." Alpha Mars stated. With thatbeing said, Beta Dawson stormed off outside the clinic, not speaking a word to anyone. He seemed a bit irritated by something that Shawna had did, or didn't do? But she was not sure why. "This is all a bit much for everyone. Please keep us posted on any updates on your mate." Alpha Mark stated before he left the building chasing after Beta Dawson.

Shawna stood up to call after them, but before she could release a single word from my mouth, a nurse called out to her from the emergency room entry. "Shawna?" She whipped around at the mention of her name, with her mouth still suckling from the "Wait" that was set to leave her lips. She looked at the nurse, still pondering the moment that had just happened. "Harpo is out of surgey." She informed Shawna. "It was touch-and-go for a minute, but we have finally gotten him stable. You may go in and see him now, if you would like. But please do not put any pressure on his spine, or neck-- or any other part of him for that matter. Even though he is currently stable, anything could alter that outcome." Shawna straightened up, faced her entire body to the nurse, and then nodded obediently.