Three Fated Hearts by LNC
Chapter 17

~Landon~

I'm not sure that I've ever driven as fast before. Lincoln stayed in the backseat with Tia, and Ifocused on getting us to the Moonlight Pack as quickly as possible. Someone hurt our mate, and Iwas seething. It was taking everything in me to keep Goliath at bay and keep myself level-headed. Iwant to freak out......1 want to scream and cry. I want to replace those responsible and rip their heartsout. Instead.....instead I stay focused and logical. Instead, I take control and make sure we can get tothe pack in one piece so Tia can be helped.

"We don't know. When we found her, she was already like......like that. There were no clues orevidence to point us in any direction.” Brenner sighs and sits next to Lincoln. I start to pace theroom, and we wait. Each second feels like forever and never-ending. I keep watching the doors,praying for the doctors to walk through and tell me that everything is fine. Hearing that would putme out of my misery. It would help me be able to breathe again because right now, I'm suffocatingPeople are walking in and out of the waiting room. Some are waiting themselves, and others simplywork in the clinic. Some have come to speak with Brenner, who has been nice enough to sit with us.I know he has pack duties to attend to, but he is here instead. Some people give us sympatheticglances, and some look at us with wonder. A few people who recognize us from our stay have givena wave or a nod but seem to realize that it would be best not to approach. Lincoln shifts from timeto time. He is either sitting back, or he is leaning forward with his head in his hands, but he neverleaves his seat. I continue to pace back and forth. I can't replace it in me to relax enough to sit down ina seat, so I choose to stay on the move.

I'm mid-stride when a throat clears behind me. I turn around to see a doctor standing with a solemnlook on his face. This doesn’t bode well and makes my stomach clench. I can't move; my feet areglued to the floor. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I relax a bit. I can get through anything with mybrother by my side. I look at him, and he gives me a slight nod, even with the fear evident in hiseyes. We walk towards the doctor and stop a few feet in front of him.

“She seems to be stable, but......." $**t, there is a “but.’ “Her body has gone through substantialdamage. There was wolfsbane in her blood stream and we had to filter it out as best we could. Herwounds were made with silver which is why they weren't closed, along with the wolfsbane. Westitched those closed. There was swelling on the brain, and the extent of that is unknown at thismoment.” The doctor sighs, and I can feel tears falling down my face. I can't believe this; it's all toomuch. My brother asks the question that I can't bring to my lips.

“Will she be okay?” The doctor sighs again

“It will be touch and go for a while. She needs her wolf to heal her, but her wolf isn't here at themoment. I suggest you two stay with her. She may not have her wolf right now, but her matesshould help her heal.” The doctor walks toward us and places a hand on each of our shoulders. “Thenext 24 hours will be critical.” He pats us and walks away. A nurse comes and takes us into Tia'shospital room. She is hooked up to monitors that are beeping. She looks to be simply resting. Whenwe get closer, she looks so pale and sickly. A sob escapes my lips, seeing my mate this way. Thereare already chairs on each side of her bed. Lincoln takes one, and I take the other. We both grab herhand and prepare for the long day ahead.