<b>To </b><b>protect </b><b>what’s </b><b>mine </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>42 </b><b>Amalie </b>
My <b>leg </b>hurts. I know we re–broke our left leg in <b>our </b>haste to get to Rose. Beren <b>and </b>I <b>don’t </b><b>care </b><b>that </b><b>we </b><b>hurt </b><b>ourselves</b>. What w care about is the weasel scurrying from our border.
‘He’ll be back<b>,</b>‘ <b>I </b>growl in frustration. <b>I </b>want Beren to take off after him<b>. </b>
<b>‘</b>We will be ready. But for now, we will let him go. We <b>talk </b>with mates about training first<b>,</b><b>‘ </b>Beren <b>says</b><b>, </b><b>her </b>tone final.
She was right. We were lucky our opponent was a coward and did not force the fight. If he had<b>, </b>we would have <b>been </b><b>hurt</b>.
‘Holy Goddess, we’re a white wolf,‘ I <b>say</b><b>, </b>surprisecing my tone.
‘Told you we were special<b>,</b><b>‘ </b>Beren smirked at me.
‘Never said we weren’t<b>,</b><b>‘ </b>I scoff back at her. I knew our <b>fur </b><b>was </b>a light color. We had only been able <b>to </b>shift in the <b>basement </b><b>when </b><b>no </b>one else was around. I was going to have to look into what a white wolf meant. The <b>way </b>everyone <b>was </b><b>reacting</b><b>, </b><b>I </b><b>had </b>a <b>feeling that </b>my life was going to be more chaotic, if that was even remotely possible.
Beren let out a whine as Zviad and Aziz got up. They moved a few feet away and transformed. Once done<b>, </b>they <b>wrapped </b>themselves in some sheets Dr. William brought us. I knew that they were covering themselves for myfort<b>, </b>and I <b>was </b>touched.
Markus smirked at Beren’s whine. He came over and pressed a kiss to the top of our head. Beren’s tail started <b>wagging </b><b>again </b><b>as </b><b>if </b>she was pet. Not to be out done, Calyx came over and lightly pushed Mark away and then kissed Beren’s snout. Beren let out <b>a </b><b>purr </b>that sounded like she was part cat.
Dr. William grumbled something before he shoed his nephews away. He then tossed a nket over me.
Beren let out a whine at having to transform back into me. She wanted to stay out longer and soak up the sun.
“As soon as you are healed, we’ll go running,” Cal promises us.
Beren nods her head and lets the shift happen. I’m cold as Iy in the grass. It’s a pleasant coolness though. It’s refreshing to be able toy in the grass.
“You’re going to get bit, darling,” Markughs as I refuse to move. “Although, if you need help applying ointment anywhere<b>, </b>I’m game.”
Heughs as I re up at him. Cal, the traitor, has a smirk ying on his lips. Let out a grumble <b>as </b>I <b>wrap </b>the sheet more tightly around me and stand up. Great, I can feel the phantom itching already. Markusughs harder at my difort. I try to <b>take </b><b>a </b>step forward to smack him, but I step forward on my left leg.
I cry out in shock from the pain. It hurt so much worse than it should have. <b>I </b>start to pitch forward when Calyx <b>wraps </b>his arms around me and scoops me up. Markus looks at me in worry. <b>I </b>can feel his guilt flow through the bond.
“I’m fine,” <b>I </b><b>say </b>as I breathe through the pain.
“You are not fine,” Dr. William says. “Let’s get her back to x–ray.”
<b>“</b>What?” I squawk in protest.
“You messed up <b>your </b>leg even more. I need to see how bad it <b>is </b><i>now</i><i>,</i>” he sighs at me as he <b>leads </b>us all <b>back </b><b>inside</b>.
“I can still get discharged right<b>?</b><b>” </b><b>L’ask </b>hesitantly<b>. </b>I <b>really </b>don’t <b>want </b>to spend another night in <b>the </b><b>hospital</b>.
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“Yes, you can still be discharged,” he tells me.
I smile up to Calys. He smiles softly was on earlier today.
to
me and holds me closer. Cal carries me to x ray and then sets me down on the table that I
“We’ll wait outside,” Cal says as he kisses my forehead.
I nod my head in understanding. “Will one of you check on Rose?” I ask before they both leave me alone in the x–ray room <b>with </b>their uncle<b>. </b>
“I’ll grab her, you wait outside,” Mark says as he takes off to find our pup.
Our pup, the thought brings my thoughts to a halt.
Something must show on my face because Dr. William is by my side in an instant. “Ama? Are you okay<i>?</i>”
“I just thought of something,” I whisper.
“You <b>want </b>to talk about it?<b>” </b>he asks.
“I just had the thought run through my head. Our pup, I always thought I would be alone. That there would be no one to support Rose and I. I had resigned myself to protecting Rose alone,” <b>I </b>say.
“Then ines the twins. Breaking down everything in their way?” Dr. William asks.
“Yea, in came the twins<b>,</b><b>” </b>I whisper.
“It’s alright to be hesitant about things,” he encourages me. “I know that this is a lot, but we are <b>all </b>here for you.”
“I know, but that doesn’t help that it’s still a fot,” I smile hesitantly.
“No, it doesn’t help. But don’t be afraid to reach out,” Dr. William tells me. “Now, we’re going to <b>x</b>–ray your leg. Then <b>we </b>will <b>get </b>you discharged and sent home. I know my mate is making spaghetti for dinner, and I want to get out of here on time to <b>get </b><b>some </b>of
it.”
“That sounds like a wonderful n,” Iugh as I hold still for the <b>x</b>–ray.
Again<b>, </b>about 20 minutester<b>, </b>we’re done. Dr. William took a few more <b>x</b>–rays than Gretchen had this morning. Once I was done, he sets a pair of scrubs on the table for me and told me to change first as he went to find my crutches.
By the time he arrived back, I was dressed and ready to leave<b>. </b>He offered me my crutches and a smile.
I took the crutches and hobbled my way out of the room. I looked around for my family. Dr. William directed me to the waiting room. The twins, Rose, James, and Gretchen were sitting there.
“Are you okay?<b>” </b><b>I </b>ask Gretchen before anyone else can me anything.
“Oh honey, I should be asking you, that,” she <b>says </b>as she stands up and makes her way towards me. “But Shawna is healing <b>me </b><b>up</b>. I’ll be off for a few days, but I should be back by next week.”
“I’m sorry,” I started to apologize.
“None of that, it was an honor to try and <b>protect </b>my great granddaughter. I’m just sorry I wasn’t <b>more </b><b>help</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>she </b><b>apologized</b>. “Thank you for everything,” I tell her <b>as </b><b>I </b>awkwardly wrap my arm around her, trying <b>to </b>not hit her <b>with </b><b>the </b><b>crutches </b><b>and </b><b>bnce</b><b>. </b>
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“I love you honey<b>, </b>and <b>I </b>will stop by this weekend, okay,” the hospital.
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