KAEL
The doctor looked like he’d aged ten years in ten minutes. Blood on his coat, sweat on his forehead, eyes all tired and sorry.
“We’re losing her,” he said flat out. “Too much blood gone already. We need a transfusion now or she’s not making it another hour.”
I just stared at him. My brain wasn’t working right. “Then do it. You got omega blood here, right?”
He shook his head slow. “That’s the problem. Her blood… it’s not matching any of the omega stores we got. None of them. Not a single bag.”
I blinked. That didn’t even make sense. “All omegas got the same type. That’s basic pack knowledge. What the hell you mean it’s not matching?”
He rubbed his face. “I don’t know, Alpha. I’ve never seen this. We tested three times. Her blood’s… different.”
Different. The word hit me weird bu
