Rescuing The Blue Eyed Wolf.

Chapter 25.

Bète Rick's POV.

I snap awake the second I hear the loud howl. Something has happened. I look at my wife.

She has the same look on her face. We know that howl. It came from John.

The two of us jump up and quickly change into regular clothes before running down the steps into the front yard where the kids currently were.

They had just ran out of the woods where they had been spending time together. Everyone was there aside from John.

" That was John. Where is he?" I ask.

" It sounded like it came from the pack house." Says Kurt.

I nod and we all take off running to the pack house. As we get closer I spot multiple different people in front of the pack house.

One of them is limp on the ground. My son. I somehow run faster and skid to a halt in front of him.

Alpha Grace is trying to remove the chain from around his neck. It's silver. She's also trying not to burn herself.

I don't care about that. I reach down and grab the chain. I quickly release it some before I'm able to pull it off his head.

My wife gets down by him and pulls him into her lap. He's pale and looks like he's in pain.

Gosh, what happened?!

" What happened here?" Cried Kurt.

" He's sent what happened to me before he passed out. He went into the woods for some reason I don't know yet, but he came across four humans that were heavily armed with silver. He killed one, made two others run and brought us the past one alive. They tried to kidnap him. " says Alpha Grace.

I growl in anger. We're waiting for the pack doctor to arrive so we can figure out how to move him from this position to the pack infirmary.

I look closer at him to see he had a silver bear trap around his hand. The same hand that had been hit by one before.

Only instead of it being his hand it was at his wrist this time. The silver teeth were fully in his wrist and I could see blood dripping out.

He must had fought it pretty hard. I then spot the dagger in his side. It. Irked all the way to the hilt, currently sitting in between two ribs on his right side. Not to high, so hopefully it hasn't punctured a long.

His face also has burns in the shape of hand prints. Silver paint I'm guessing. This is stupid. What kinda of humans would willingly go into a pack of werewolves and try to kidnap one?!

That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I'm not surprised he passed out. Shock from for silver can make just about anyone pass out.

He's had his fair share of touching silver. Like when he got the silver cuffs off of Amber. When he managed to get home to the pack doctor his hands were so burned that he was bleeding in spots.

His hands are scared because of it, but he claims it was worth it to save his sister. Then the first bear trap at the front of Alpha Conan's pack territory. He didn't get a scar with that one, at least not a huge one that can be seen good.

This stuff will defiantly scar. A few minutes passed. The pack doctor finally ran down the steps.

My wife was gently running her hands over his hair. Amelia looked horrified. I motioned for her to come closer.

She did. " Take my spot. He's going to need you. " I say.

" What? No, gosh sir. I don't know what to do.  " she cried.

I smiled at her. " It's ok. Your his mate. Your job it to be with him. Sometimes you don't have to do anything. Just your scent can calm him down. " I say.

She looked really freaked out and tears were running down her face. She backed up a step and looked like she was about to bolt.

" Amelia, he needs you. Don't run from this. " I say.

My smile gone now. She starts crying and takes off running away from us. " AMELIA!!" I cry.

She doesn't respond. She just keeps running. What the heck?! She's his mate. She should stay with him. Not run off.

I growl in anger and run back to my son. The pack doctor is treating him now.

The pack doctor presses the release buttons on the sides of the bear trap and gently pulls out the spikes.

Sure blood comes out, but thankfully it's not bright red blood, which means it didn't hit his major artery.

The pack doctor starts to treat it as he's as possible. " Ok, I need you and Alpha Conan to pick him up together. We need to get him to the surgical room. I'm going to. We'd to do surgery on his side with the damage the knife had probably made. " says the pack doctor.

We nod and get in position. On the doctors count we lift him and follow the doctor back to the pack infirmary.

We get inside and follow the doctor to the surgical room. We set John down on the table that was there.

The doctor tosses me a pair of scissors. " cut off his pants and shirt. I need room. Alpha Conan, I need you to get my nurses up and out of bed now. I need two here in less then five minutes. Hurry. " says the doctor.

Alpha Conan ran off to do as told. I take the scissors and start to cut off the pants and shirt my son was wearing. Leaving him in just his undergarment.

I remove the clothes and toss them to the side. Blood is starting to pool on the  table and soak the small bandage on his wrist.

Finally the nurses run in and I'm ushered out into the hallway. I can see what's going on through a window.

Then one of the nurses closed the windows blinds shut and I'm left on the darkness thinking about what is to become of my son.

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A/N. Hey guys. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will update again soon. Not sure who's POV. Until then enjoy :-)