He Had Me Whipped, I Married the Alpha

Chapter 6 The Stolen Kidney

Rodger's expression shifted instantly. He called the hospital to verify the news. When he hung up, he looked toward my family with a heavy gaze.

Their faces were a mask of awkwardness—caught between a blatant lack of desire to help and the fear of refusing it.

I immediately pressed the advantage. "Is a party really more important to you than Rodger's only pup?"

Faced with that, Samantha couldn't keep up the act. Gritting her teeth, she replied, "We're going to the hospital. Right now!"

"Mommy, what about the party?" Jeffry piped up. "You said you were going to introduce me to the Alpha!"

Slap! Samantha struck Jeffry again. Whitney and Hayden jumped back in shock.

"Shut up! This is all because of your naughtiness!"

The corners of my mouth curled into a faint, imperceptible smile. "Thank you, dear sister."

She glared at me and bolted out the door. Rodger moved to follow, but I caught his arm.

"Take them to the hospital immediately."

He looked torn. "You go first. I need to explain things to the VIPs, and then I'll bring them straight there."

I figured Phillip was his biological son, after all. He knew the urgency. Surely, he wouldn't fail us now. I hurried back to the hospital ahead of them.

But I waited outside the ICU for what felt like an eternity, and my family never showed.

In desperation, I called Rodger. Thankfully, he answered right away.

"We're already in the screening room," he said.

I let out a long breath of relief.

But then his tone shifted. "None of them was a match. However, I've already asked the Alpha for help, and we've found a suitable donor."

My heart leaped into my throat. "But Phillip needs surgery now!"

"I'll have Phillip moved into the operating room first. The kidney will be delivered shortly."

Before long, I saw Phillip being wheeled out. His little face was deathly pale, his eyes tightly shut.

I followed him all the way until the doors of the surgical suite cut me off.

The "Surgery in Progress" light flickered on. My palms were slick with sweat as I prayed for everything to go smoothly.

But a short while later, the doors swung open abruptly.

Two doctors emerged, carrying an organ preservation box. One of them spoke, "I'm sorry, ma'am. After we opened the patient's abdominal cavity, the donor kidney was reassigned by the Director."

I lunged forward and grabbed his collar. "What do you mean, reassigned?"

He wiped beads of sweat from his brow. "The Director redirected your son's donor kidney to another, more critical patient."

"Then what happens to my son?" I whispered, my voice shaking.

"We can only wait... but the situation isn't good. You need to be prepared."

"Prepared for what?"

"Prepared... for the worst possible outcome."

Blood rushed to my head. Without thinking, I lunged for the preservation box. "Stop! Give it back!"

"Stop this instant!"

Rodger's voice boomed down the hall. I thought he was here to help. "Rodger! They're taking the kidney! Don't let them take it!"

The next second, a heavy slap landed across my face. My ears rang instantly.

"Who gave you the right to steal someone else's donor kidney?" Rodger hissed in fury. "Didn't I tell you Phillip's would arrive shortly?"

I stood there, stunned. "Someone else's? This came out of Phillip's operating room! Ask the doctor!"

But when I turned around, the doctor had already vanished.

"Emmy, if you try to use an incompatible kidney on Phillip, aren't you just killing him?" Samantha sighed, but I saw the mocking glint in her eyes.

I realized then—this was her doing.

But I had no time for her. I lunged for the box again. "Give me that kidney!"

"You dare continue this madness? Pin her down!"

At Rodger's command, his subordinates grabbed me by the hair and slammed my head into the floor.

I felt like my skull was shattering under the impact.

A vision of Phillip's death from my previous life flashed before my eyes. I had promised to protect him. I didn't care about the pain.

"Rodger, you can't let Phillip die. Please, I'm begging you, stop them from taking that kidney!" I clawed at the floor, crawling toward him, praying for a shred of mercy.

However, he delivered a sharp kick to my stomach—right on the old wound from the silver bullet.

A spray of fresh blood splattered onto his polished leather shoes.

He looked down with disgust. "How dare you still lie about that! We just asked the Director. Phillip isn't in any immediate danger. You just wanted to sabotage the party, so you lured us all here!"

"She's just jealous of me," Samantha added triumphantly. "She'd risk Phillip's life just to make you break your word to the Alpha."

"Teach her a lesson," Samantha suggested boldly. "Otherwise, she'll never learn."

Rodger remained silent, giving his unspoken consent.

One of his men raised a whip, preparing to bring it down on me with full force.

I was broken, physically and mentally. Now, I had no strength left to fight.

I could feel Phillip's life force flickering out. I could almost see him on that table, his chest open, blood staining the floor.

In my final moment of despair, I thought of my childhood friend Augustine—the new Wolf King. I poured every ounce of my will into a mind link.

In this life, if I couldn't save Phillip, I would make every single person who hurt him burn with him.

Just as the whip that was falling on me, a massive hand caught it in mid-air.

With a surge of sheer power, Rodger's subordinate was flung several miles away.

A towering male wolf in a perfectly tailored suit appeared before me. His aura was so suffocatingly powerful that every wolf in the room was forced to bow their heads in submission.