The Red Wolf's Mate

Chapter 6- Hospital

Maureen POV

Finally!!!!!

We couldn't make it the hospital fast enough!!!!! 

I felt like we were moving like a snail but in reality I know we were flying through the dark streets!!!!!

Shelia has been pacing in my mind, agitated to the point I'm about to jump out of my skin ....... 

I instantly spot the doctor and medical team, who are waiting for us outside the entrance, as we frantically pull up to the pack hospital. I instantly jump out and help to carefully transfer Wyatt to the waiting gurney. Our best medical team rushes him inside as I quickly follow close behind. 

It is there in the examination room where I notice just how beaten bloody his body actually is!!

Shelia growls in my head when she begins to view our mate's injuries. 

His left eye is completely swollen shut with a nasty gash above the eyebrow with blood streaming from it, his nose is severely broken with blood still flowing out. I see blood seeping from the  back of his head, down his neck so there must be an ugly cut somewhere within his wet hair. Then there is the blood running out the side of his mouth!! There are angry bruises forming on his forearms, which already have bruises in varying stages of healing!!

SHIT,  and these are the injuries I can see!

My nose is burning because between his personal scent, which is strong to me right now, and his blood, my senses are becoming overwhelmed. 

My fists are balled up so tight I think the bones will burst through the skin. 

I'm having to fight Shelia for control every second from  bursting forth and destroying everything on this floor because our mate is injured!! I'm not faring much better but I know I have to stay in control for our mate, our Wyatt, so I can make medical decisions for him. 

The doctor and nurses urgently examine him. They bring in equipment and monitors.

I try to stay out of their way by standing still in the corner but suddenly a nurse turns toward me and states "Alpha, we need you to go outside and wait, please." 

I growl "NO!" 

Lucille suddenly appears in the examination room, places a hand on my shoulder, and says "It may be best, Alpha. We all can feel your anxiety and if you lash out thinking he is being hurt more then that can place him in danger.  Let them do their job, please. For him."

I take a deep breath, knowing time is of the essence, exiting the room so they can work on my mate.

Lucille and I begrudgingly leave the room although I stay planted right outside the room, listening to as much as I can so both Shelia and I can be reassured by hearing his beating heart.

 I mind link Jax to see if he is done overseeing  the rogue clean up yet.

 He is,  so I instruct him to come to the hospital. I need to get my mind off Wyatt's situation or else I will go mad. Jax arrives and I look at he and Lucille.

"Jax, I want to file an assault charge against the man who did this to Wyatt. I think it is his uncle. I will make a statement and have the doctor ready with a medical report. Lucille, I want you to investigate the couple at this address. Wyatt called them his aunt and uncle. I want to know everything about these assholes. Where they have lived, any jobs, speeding tickets, finances, dances they attended in school, right down to their damn kindergarten art projects! DISMISSED! "Yes Alpha," they reply and leave to accomplish their tasks. Now, I wait.......Something I am not good at!!

I have been waiting hours because it was discovered Wyatt had internal bleeding and had to go into surgery. I was getting updates from Jax via mind link on dealing with the police. It was something to keep me busy and my mind focused. I jerk my head up the moment I hear the door click open. I see Dr. Reagan, who worked on Wyatt, push through the door and look for me. I walk up to her, holding my breath, bracing myself for any negative news.

**Don't think like that. Mate is strong.- Shelia says trying to comfort and encourage.

*I know he is but he is also human. I'm worried.- I respond.

"Ok, Dr. Reagan. How is he?" I ask.

"Well, we were able to take care of the internal bleeding, thank goodness. He has two broken ribs and one cracked rib, a broken nose, a badly bruised left eye. We will need to wait for the swelling to go down before we can see if he will have any damage to his eye and or vision. He has ten stitches above his left eye. A busted lip with some cuts on the inside of his mouth. And bruises all over. Um, Alpha, I want to mention something to you. After examining him and reviewing his x-rays I believe there is medical evidence  which points to long term physical abuse. Whatever this guy has been through it appears like it has been going on for some time now. Honestly, I would have hoped he could  have been removed from whatever environment allowed this. However, I also know some abusers are good at what they do and it can be hard to discover." She takes a deep breath. "He will need to stay here for awhile to recover. He is resting in room 117 right now. You can go in anytime Alpha." She begins to leave and I stop her her. "Dr., I am filing an assault charge against the man who did this to him. Will you be able to speak to them about this and his injuries? The evidence of past injuries?" I inquire.

"Yes, I should. He was brought into the emergency room due to injuries from an altercation at his home. I can inform the police of my findings. I am not revealing anything but facts I have found from my exam and treatment from this case," she states.

"Thank you so much for your hard work Dr. Reagan, dismissed," I say. She bows her head and goes back through the doors. I go straight to his room. I walk in and catch my breath. There he is, laying in a bed  with his eyes closed, hooked up to machines, bruised, and beaten. I debated over whether or not to hold his hand because they have so many bruises and scratches  on them, defensive wounds I know. I ultimately decide to hold them. The electrical current which radiates throughout my body actually calms me down. I would be ecstatic at this amazing feeling if it were not for Wyatt's condition. "Hang in there sweetie. I just found you. I will not let you go and will make sure you are safe from now on. Those bastards will never touch you again. I promise. I want you to rest and get better now, ok. I'm right here," I assure him. I'm not going anywhere!