Malakai’s POV
We reached the hospital in half the time it should normally take. I had called Dr. Albert on the way, and the ambulance with the necessary staff was already waiting in the parking lot when we arrived.
About three nurses rushed forward, wheeling the pregnant woman—Cora, as I had learned—out of my car and into a clean stretcher before hurrying her into the lobby.
My car was a mess, blood staining the seats and floor, but that was the least of my worries.
My mate and Elani ran in with the nurses while I stayed back to speak with Dr. Albert.
“We’ll do our best to save the mother and child, Alpha,” he said before heading inside.
“You should,” I replied, dragging a hand through my hair.
He’d noticed the bruises on Cora’s face and hands—clear signs of abuse. Maybe that had tr
