Saving the Alpha

  Okay, now what?     I glanced down onto the lying figure of a huge wolf-like dog that was unconscious on the ground. His wounds looked horrible and I could literally see the lateral muscles slashed apart from the opening on his sides.     My hands twitched.     I really wanted to help the poor dog, but I am no vet.     His body suddenly jolted and he coughed blood.     "Yikes!"     I accidentally exclaimed.     Forget about that! I better stop his bleeding before he died.     I knelt beside his body and pressed his wounds. Now that I look closer to him, he was no different from a human being, based from the attachments and vessels that was shown from his body wounds and all. I just wondered where he got that realistic dog head from.     Was it a costume?     I scanned around the empty park, seeking any possible presence of a hidden camera. If I knew who played pranks with me in the middle of the night I'll slug them!     His breath quickened, and I knew just stopping his bleeding wasn't enough. Luckily my clinic is near, so I immediately dashed back and brought anything suitable to use, and performed an emergency surgery on him.   ***        I slumped on my work chair and groaned while I gently punched my stiff shoulders. My coat and scrub were completely drenched in blood, but I'm glad to at least be able to save a person. I glanced at the dog? guy? wolf? or whatever he was that was laying on the ward bed after I somehow successfully dragged him here.     Once in a while I would chuckle at him because he was too tall that his legs hanged over the bed. Before, I tried to pull his realistic looking costume but it won't come off.     I stood up and stepped closer to him. Compared to earlier, his body was much warmer. His complexion also looked better although he lost some blood.     I returned to my seat again and was about to write a report when I heard a rattling sound from behind me.             Turning around, I saw the person already woke up and was staring daggers at me as he growled. GRRR...             He showed me his realistic looking canines as his light blue eyes darted warily on me. I raised my hands as a signal of defeat, hoping he understood that I was no harm to him.     Fortunately, he looked like he understand my gestures and stopped growling.     “Uh...”     I tried to inch closer while trying not to scare him.     “Are you... alright?”     I asked after I stood pretty close to him, about a meter away from the edge of the bed. Now that I saw his eyes, they shone a pretty color of bright blue, a rare color that I've never seen anywhere before.     He went silent for a few moments before nodding. Then the conversation ended there.     I scratched my head, don’t know what to say anymore.     “Then...”     I pointed slightly to his head, where the wolf like mask was present.     “Don’t you feel hot wearing that mask?”     He froze.     Without saying anything, he suddenly trembled before little by little, the fur costume disappeared into his body. Then, as if it was his head, the wolf-like head mask reverted back into what it seemed like a human head.     He is a WEREWOLF!     That was what first screamed at the back of my mind when I saw his change. I was irked during the whole process, but his appearance after all that horrid morphing was breathtaking I almost forgot how to breath. His eyes pertained the same color as before, a beautiful bright, permafrost looking eyes. His wavy hair is dark brown—a contradiction from his ashen bluish-grey fur—and from his whole body until the tips of his reaching out fingers, he has a slightly dark, bronze colored skin. Wait, Reaching hands? “Ooof!” He pulled me onto the bed and pressed me  down with his weight. Wearing a stern expression, his eyes strained my movements, rendering me to only be able to stare straight at him. My breath became heavier as I panicked. “You-“ “Whatever it is you want me to keep, I will keep it as a secret!” I said and closed my eyes shut. For a few moments, nothing happened. I was convinced that he won’t do anything to me, so I took a peek of him, only to see his face getting closer to my side. He inhaled from the side of my nape, and I shuddered. “Wai-!” I tried to struggle free from his firm grasp, attempting to move my hands that was captured by his and flailing my body, but all of it was to no avail. I shuddered again when he buried his face into my nape and took a deep breath. “Haaa...” He retracted his head and went back to glance at me. “You smelled good...” His deep, almost mythical sounding voice lowered to a form of whisper, making my face hot from embarrassment. I was covered with blood. Does that mean he liked the smell of blood?! I inadvertently shuddered again, this time from fear. “Pfft...” He snickered. “Looks like you loved me teasing you... Your scent got stronger just now...” Like I said what scent?! If he were talking about the scent of blood, in which part and how it was able to get stronger? How in the physiology?!- Thought, I shouldn’t be thinking about that now that he was about to sniff me again. I am good with kinky plays but having a stronger guy sniffing me continuously makes me uncomfortable. Though, I'm surprised at myself for not feeling grossed when his nose touched the surface of my skin. I glanced up towards the bedside shelf to look for any possible tools to help me escape him while he was lost in his activity of sniffing me. I guess it's my mistake bringing a depraved wolf back to the clinic, he seemed like he's about to mate me. Then again, I should really think about any way out fast because he already let go one of his hands from mine only to let it slip beneath my scrub. “Ah!-” I let out a voice I never thought I would make before when he planted a kiss on my stretched neck. I stretched my neck so I could find something that could help me escape, not for you, i***t! Then, I finally lost it. Indignantly, I swung my leg up and hit something that was between his legs. He sucked a gasp as he flinched before falling down beside me, writhing in pain. I can imagine the amount of pain from that single kick, but I gotta save myself first, you know?  I thought I managed to escape from him and sat up to jump off from the bed, but he managed to catch me again and locked my body with his. His breath was still heavy from the pain though. I looked around frantically after realizing my entire limbs were pinned down by him. Then, trying to look pitiful, I plead him to let me go. “Please, spare me...” I said, my trembling voice filled with horror when I stared deep into his furious eyes. He suddenly shuddered and his eyes widened in surprise, the anger which I saw earlier quickly dissipates. I could have sworn I saw those eyes glint. He then straddled away from my body and slowly sat up, releasing me from his grasp as he did. Massaging his temple for a few seconds, he stopped and said to me. “I get it... I won’t tease you anymore.” He got up from the bed. “Do you have anything I can wear?” He pointed to his lower part while he stood facing me. I didn’t realize it before, but he was actually stark naked. Moreover, I guess it was a bodily proportion, but down there is... Uh, I don’t think I should report the whole thing, right? “Wait here a bit...” I also got up from the bed and opened a cabinet that stored some spare scrubs while rubbing my neck on the place he buried his face before. They felt strangely ticklish. I came back to him and gave the biggest scrub pants that I have. Luckily it fits him. “Well then...” “Wait!” Did he plan to leave the clinic like that? “Did you plan to go out looking like that?” He glanced at the wall clock briefly before gazing me. “It is already one o’clock in the morning. I don’t see the problem.” He shrugged. Well. I guess there should be no one at this hour. I also should go back home, to take a bath and to rest. “As for earlier, DO NOT tell anyone. This is a secret, got it?” His tone sounded cold and demanding, as if his seductive whispering voice didn’t exist before. “See you later then.” He said before opening the office door to the clinic hall. Yeah, GOODBYE TO YOU! I hoped we will never meet again. Lost in my thoughts, I doze off for a bit. Maybe I am tired from my work and also having to face this potentially werewolf person’s nonsense. However, I snapped back to reality when I saw him still standing still in front of the door. He heaved a huge sigh and frowned, like he was containing something inside. Shaking his head, he stepped closer to me. Then it all happened instantly that I was unable to comprehend the situation. This guy was tracing his kisses starting purely from my cheek onto a more dangerous path down my jawline and my nape. I shivered and was surprised to find myself not fighting against him. He exhaled after planting enough kisses, and proceeded to wave at me before leaving the clinic. I blushed and rubbed my neck. What was that just now?   ***   His taste, his smell, everything about him is mysteriously sweet. My mind repeatedly played the scenes from last night, where I have that stranger in my hands—shuddering for me . I actually sniffed him not on purpose, solely just so I could warn him not to tell others about my identity. Yet it took a devastating turn after that, when he smelled delectable. I wished I could clean his body from my blood so I could smell him more. I glanced at both of my hands—one that held his small wrists and another one that felt the warmth of his skin. It was  trembling vigorously from getting addicted to him. We parted ways just a few hours ago, not even a day, yet I long for him in my arms. Suddenly, trains of thoughts surged from within me, exposing my desires in front of my eyes; I want to kiss him, I want to hug him, I want to- “Master Viktor?” The voice of a woman shook me from my daydream, at the same time, ending those thoughts. I tilted my head up to see my secretary--alias my foster little sister--Zhena Froststriker staring down on me, her expression was as cold as ever. “Regarding the culprit who ambushed you last night, we managed to track them down. Here are the information.” She handed me a thin file. When I opened the file, only the first page, I know exactly who the culprit was when I saw their name. Bloodikar Clan. They were one of the werewolves clan that took care of a region in this country. Though, suddenly they went rogue not too long ago and started invading the neighboring region, attacking other clan members as they did. Me also included. What really happened last night was me getting attacked in the darkness after our surveillance group got ambushed by some group--which I assume was theirs--in a larger number. I told my other members to flee while I became the bait, and for a duration that I didn’t know, I somehow managed to disappear from their tracks. However, my wounds were too deep for me to be able to return back to the clan base, so I fell unconscious somewhere. That was when I met that doctor. Talking about injuries... “Hmm?” I inspected my body. There were no injuries at all. “Zhena, do I look fine to you?” She narrowed her eyes and scanned me. “I am surprised by it myself too, You came back unscathed, as if that ambush never happened.” She commented. Indeed. In additional of my external wounds recovered, I also didn’t feel any internal pain. In this situation, I could only think of one reason. “What happened, Master? Did you found a life elixir last night?” She asked, also referring ‘life elixir’ as an instant remedy that cured injuries. Of course that would be impossible as it never existed, but... “Maybe I have found those...” I smirked. “A genuine LIVING elixir...”   ***   I groaned and massaged my head. The pain eased a little bit when I laid down on the sofa, but it was still there. I pondered for a bit, enough so no more pain was added to my headache, before taking my phone from the coffee table beside the sofa and dialed a number. “Hello?” I said when the other recipient picked up. “Mister McKenzy? What can I do for you?” A smooth, yet small voice answered.  “Elliot, hi. I am sorry but I don’t think I can come to the clinic today. I suddenly got a headache.” The nurse named Elliot mouthed an OH. “It’s okay, sir. We really appreciate your effort of pulling a 16 hour shift each day for a whole week in the clinic, so you may rest as much as you want.” I chuckled. “I’m just doing my part as a doctor.” Elliot paused. “A doctor is also a human, sire.” Her tone changed to a more snide one. “Now take a rest for a few days and I will inform all the other employees. Have a good rest, Dr. Mckenzy.” She ended the call immediately after she said. I noticed from her tone that she was angry at me, but I knew it was for my good. After all, even doctors need a healthy life to be able to treat patients. I guess pulling a long shift continuously really did take a toll on my body, I thought while pressing my throbbing forehead. My peaceful morning were interrupted when again my phone rang. I looked at the number. “Hmm? Why is she calling me again? Did she forgot something?” I raised my eyebrows to see Elliot's number on the screen for the second time. I quickly swiped the green button and placed the phone near my ear. “Elliot? What happened?” “Hello, doctor. I am sorry for calling you again when you are resting, but apparently someone demands to see you. He is waiting in the hall.” I blinked several times in confusion. Did I promise an appointment with any of the patients? I don’t think I currently have any. “Who is it?” “I am not sure. They come in a group of seven, all clad in casual outfits, but something about them is unsettling...” Are they a member of a cult? Gosh, did I mistreat their members that they came for revenge?! I don't know, that might be the case, because there are many strange things happening to you once you worked until late at night or when you're taking the shift in the emergency room. Something like a person involved in an accident but didn't call the ambulance and walked to the hospital all by themselves, a person having seizures in the middle of the night, or even a strange looking person coming to the hospital just to disturb the health officers. ...I'm not talking based on my experience back in my hospital days, okay? Ahem. Back in the present, suddenly, the end of the line went quiet. I heard a distant chattering and some shuffling sound before it got quiet again. “Elliot?” “Hello... doctor.” I immediately froze. That voice... “You...” I stopped, at loss of words. I heard an awkward coughing sound for a moment before the other person spoke. “Can we meet, like, right now?”