The Doctor of Love

    “It was great seeing you, have a good day!” I say to my last patient of the day. I turn around exhausted from a long day and walk back to my desk to finish my charts.    “Do you need me for anything else, Dr Hansen?” My nurse, Crystal, asks me.“Nope, you are good to go. I’ll lock up when I’m done, see you tomorrow!”     “Alright, bye! Don’t work too late!”     Crystal thinks I overwork myself but really I just enjoy what I do and it’s not like I have a mate or children at home waiting for me anyways. I gave up that dream a long time ago. When I turned 18 I had nothing but hope guiding me to find my mate. I patiently waited at first after I graduated from high school, time went on and I went to college to pursue a medical degree. I still kept waiting, I went to every social event and I frequently came home during breaks hoping to find my mate. A few years passed and I was nearing the end of my degree and I was just getting frustrated because all of my friends had found their mates and had dropped out of college or moved to a closer college to their mate being in a different pack.     I felt so alone by the time I graduated not having found him. I yelled and screamed at the moon goddess. My wolf, Lia, tried to reassure me I will always be here with you Victoria, mate or not. We will find him some day. It only gave me some comfort, eventually Lia and I were content with just ourselves.     I got through medical school and opened up my little practice in my pack’s territory. I don’t do much since wolves don’t really get sick all that much. A lot of prenatal visits and putting bones back in place for warriors. I’m 29 now and don’t even have a desire to find my mate anymore because I’ve finally learned I’m happy by myself. I’m introverted anyways so it’s not too lonely anymore.     Finally finishing up my charts and locking up the office, I head to my little cottage house that I built not far from the practice.