Chapter 9
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* A few hours later *
A light knocking on the hospital room door woke both Andrew and Freya from their nap as the same nurse from earlier walked in.
"Hello, how are you guys felling?"
"I'm a little bruised still, but nothing that won't heal in a couple of hours," Freya said.
"My shoulder still hurts a bit but not too much. I'm fine otherwise." Andrew replied, "How is the Alpha doing?"
"That's what I came to inform you about," the nurse replied with a dark expression. "He made it out of surgery alive, but he lost his left arm..."
"WHAT?!?" Freya screamed angrily, startling Andrew and making the nurse take a step back as she could feel Alpha aura surge forward.
"...his left arm was badly mangled by a rogue that was missed in the final sweep of the grounds. We tried to save his arm, but the damage was too severe, we had to amputate it. I'm so sorry Freya," the nurse explained with a solemn look. "We moved him into the next room to the left if you want to see him, mind you he is still unconscious."
Andrew and Freya both got up and quickly went next door, only pausing for a second to open the door slowly. What they saw had them both coming to tears.
The Alpha was wrapped in small bandages across his body with a large bandage adorning what was left of his left arm. As soon as Freyas' eyes landed on her fathers unconscious body, the tears immediately started falling. With every injury she looked at, the tears fell harder, until she gazed upon what was left of his arm. She nearly collapsed when she saw that there was nothing below the elbow. Andrew pulled a chair up to the bed and sat down, pulling Freya into his lap to comfort her as she sobbed into his shoulder.
At that moment, Luna Maya walked in the room looking disheveled with clear tear stains on her cheeks.
" Mom.." Freya managed to croak out as she got up an nearly ran to her, engulfing her in a hug, both started to silently cry again.
" Let's sit down," suggested Andrew, leading Freya and her mom over to the couch as he took the chair.
"I was scared that we almost lost him mom," Freya said while looking at her with tear filled eyes.
" I know sweetie, I was scared too. But he is alive, the doctors did what they could honey. But I'm not sure what this means for the pack," she replied.
"What do you mean, Luna?" asked Andrew, looking at her quizzically.
"I mean that some pack members may see his injury as a weakness," Maya stated while empathically looking at her husband.
"Well, how can we help?" Andrew asked.
"I have an idea, but I want to discuss it with Damien first," She replied.
At that moment, Dr. White poked his head in, seeing that were looking at him, he walked in.
"How are you three holding up?"
"Could be better, but we are fine," the Luna responded.
"I understand," he replied as the he walked over the the hospital bed and started to check the machines that were constantly beeping, as well as checking and changing the bandage around the Alphas' left arm and removing the others' around his body. "Well I have good news, the wound to his arm is nearly healed, the other cuts and bruises are almost gone now. He should be waking up within the next few hours. Now he is still going to be in pain, and wont be able to move his arm much, but I expect that he will be fine in the next couple of weeks. Would you like me to have someone bring in some food?"
"That would be great Dr. White, and thank you for helping my husband," Maya replied.
"I'm just doing my job Luna," he replied with a small smile.
Half an hour later, one of the nurses brought in a rolling cart filled with covered dishes.
"We have beef stew and chicken noodle soup along with some fruit," the nurse stated before placing the cart in front of the trio by the couch as she walked to the bed and checked up on the Alpha.
They ate in silence for a bit before they heard a slight groan coming from the bed. Their heads all snapped to see Alpha Damien trying to open his eyes. Andrew, Freya, and the Luna all but ran to the side of the bed as he opened his eyes slowly.
"What happened?" Alpha Damien asked.
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