JASMINE WHITE
GETTING PHYSICAL
WITH DR WOLF
Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved
About This Book
It was a close call but finally Hannah and her dr. wolf lover Cas are proud parents of a young baby-pup.
However, having and raising a half-human half-wolf child is not going to be a simple task. Especially, since the local wolf pack will stop at nothing to get their hands on this special young wolf.
Chapters List
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 1
Cas didn’t know what to do, he held his bloody newborn in one hand and with the other, he was trying to shake Hannah awake. He closed his eyes for a minute, trying to calm himself by counting down from ten. He let the calm wash over his body, repeating the mantra of the ‘everything was going to be OK’ When he opened his eyes, he saw Hannah was still lying on the floor. He tried to remain calm but he was unsure of what to do next. He decided to set his baby on his jacket and cover her up so he could help Hannah. The child screams were echoing along the stone basement as he tried to wake Hannah. It was at that moment that he noticed how bloody Hannah was. He had to make a decision. He looked from his baby and his girlfriend, panic creeping in again. Cas knew he needed to get Hannah out of there, but he couldn't leave the baby; he felt torn until finally, he made up his mind. He quickly picked the wailing baby up and sprinted upstairs and past the destruction he’d caused to get to his girlfriend and baby.
The mansion was completely covered in blood. Brian, his friends and bodyguards, lay in the den nearby; their bodies were naked and splattered with blood. He had fought his hardest to get to Hannah and see his child. Cas had strategically defeated Brian, the pack master, and then his disciples tried to kill Cas, but they weren’t strong enough after their leader was dead. Cas was deliberate: he hadn’t killed all of the pack members, just the ones loyal enough to Brian to fight back. Strangely, Ashley was missing from the destruction, but that wasn’t Cas’s worry at the moment
Cas reached the car and settled the baby into the baby seat, which he had purchased when he decided to break into the mansion and save Hannah and their baby. He hurried back down into the basement to get Hannah. Once he got Hannah into the front seat and secured both mother and child, he slammed the gas pedal to the floor. He was ignoring every driving law just to get to the nearest hospital in time, which was about 45 minutes away. Normally, he would take her to his clinic but he knew they only had basic supplies, none that would be of use to either Hannah or their baby. Besides, he was tired and he didn’t know if Hannah or baby was OK
After what seemed like a really long time, Cas spotted the hospital and pulled into the parking garage. He parked quickly and then picked Hannah up and threw her over his shoulder before cradling the baby into his other arm. As he approached the front doors, Cas started screaming for help, nurses and doctors immediately ran to his aid.
Doctors, nurses and staff shuffled off with Hannah and the baby. Cas felt overwhelmed; he was in shock. All he could think about was Hannah unconscious on the floor and the screams of his child ringing in his ears. He ran a tired hand through his hair, wanting desperately to cry, but he told himself he couldn’t, that he had to stay strong. The entire ordeal over the past few months was heart-wrenching, tiring and physically draining. He didn’t know how he’d done it or how he’d even beaten the werewolf pack, but it didn’t matter now, not to him, so long as Hannah and the baby were going to be OK
He blamed himself: if he hadn’t been what he was, a werewolf, none of this would have happened. They would just be a normal couple that had a baby and lived in a small town. Instead, he was a werewolf who got in too deep with a shady werewolf pack that ended up kidnapping his human girlfriend because they were against interspecies relationships.
Hours passed by when finally two doctors approached Cas. Since he was a doctor himself, he could tell what they had to tell him wasn’t good news. He silently prayed that everything would be fine. He knew he would lose his mind if they weren’t going to be OK
“Hello, sir.” The first doctor said, smiling. She was a petite Asian woman with a solemn smile. The other doctor her was a redheaded man.
“My name is Dr. Sing and this is Dr. Owendorf. I’m your wife’s doctor and he is your baby’s pediatrician.” She added. He didn’t bother to correct her that he and Hannah were not yet married.
He nodded, rubbing a hand through his hair and mentally bracing himself for the blow.
“Which news would you like first?” Dr. Owendorf asked.
“Whichever. I’m just…the worst news first.” He decided suddenly.
The doctors exchanged looks.
“Well, your wife has a lot of damage. It’s a miracle she’s actually alive at all not to mention the child. You said she was being held in captivity?” Dr. Sing asked frowning.
He nodded, “Yeah, she was kidnapped by these…people.” He said quietly.
“Did you report this?”
He nodded exhausted. Eventually he had reported her missing, he just didn’t tell anyone in the pack. He wasn’t sure if it was smart getting the police involved but it would look suspicious if he didn’t.
“Well it’s lucky she’s alive. She’s lost a lot of blood and doesn’t seem to be responding to anything. We think she’s fallen into a coma.” Dr. Sing said.
“You think?” He asked bewildered.
“We aren’t sure if it’s related to blood loss or something else yet. We’re still running tests to try and figure out how far the damage really is.” She said quietly.
He nodded, feeling numb, “But is she OK? I mean will she live?” He knew it was a stupid question. He was a doctor, so he knew life wasn’t guaranteed.
The doctor’s exchanged looks, “We can only hope.” She said stoically.
“And the good news?” He asked after a few minutes.
“Better news.” Dr. Owendorf said.
Cas nodded tiredly, “Whatever. Just tell me.”
“The child is a healthy girl. She passed her test with flying colors and whenever you’re ready, you can take her home.” Dr. Owendorf said smiling.
Cas nodded, “Thank you. Thank you so much.” He said.
The doctors gave him a polite smile and told him that when he was ready, he could go see his daughter. As Cas followed them to his daughter’s nursery, he suddenly knew, despite Hannah’s condition, everything would be fine.
*
When Cas laid eyes on his daughter properly, he felt waves of overwhelming love. Never had he loved someone so completely, so instantly, than her. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen and every time her eyes gazed upon him, he felt his heart swell with love and adoration. He wished Hannah were there to share in this moment but she couldn’t. At least, she was doing well, especially after everything that had happened to her. Cas thought it was remarkable that despite the trauma that was inflicted by the wolves on her mother, the baby seemed to be doing really well.
Cas decided to wait to name their daughter until Hannah awoke. Unfortunately, Hannah’s condition wasn’t improving. Every day he’d come to see her and every day it was exactly the same: though her body was stable, there wasn’t any cognitive change.
The baby on the other hand, was doing well. A nurse showed him how to make formula, change a diaper, and all the other things first-time parents needed to know. It was on the third day that Cas was told he could take her home. At first he was nervous and
tried to delay the release of the baby, but the doctor said he was ready, and not to worry. There was one thing they needed from him before he could take his daughter: a name. Initially, Cas fought the doctor on choosing a name since he didn’t want to decide on something this vital without Hannah. In anger and frustration, Cas blamed the werewolves and secretly blaming himself, too, for Hannah not being with him and their child.
It took him half a day to decide on a name and eventually chose one, based on a memory he had of Hannah. He hoped that Hannah would like the name. Once the paperwork was signed, he took his daughter home – four days after she was born. He kissed Hannah on the forehead before leaving the hospital. He drove slowly, terrified of the sudden weight of responsibility. He pulled up to the small house he shared with Hannah.
While his family was in the hospital, he had taken the necessary steps to baby proof the house and transform the guest bedroom into a nursery but every change he made to the house, he felt incomplete because Hannah wasn’t there to share in the experience with him. As he walked into the empty house, he placed Coral in her carrier on the table in the living room and stared at her, at a loss of what to do. Her beautiful face simply looked up at him, cooed and drooled. For a moment, he was content, happy, just looking at his daughter. She had his eyes but Hannah’s hair and inquisitive expressions.
In the following weeks, Cas watched his daughter closely; cautious to leave her – even for a moment – afraid that something would happen to her. He was adamant what happened to Hannah would never happen again, not to Hannah, not to Coral. So he watched his baby girl to make sure she was safe. He even set up a second crib in his room, so she could sleep in his room. Whenever Cas felt ridiculous about how protective he was being, he only had to remember Hannah and knew he would never allow that to happen again.
Chapter 2
It had taken a few weeks, but eventually, Cas got into the groove of taking care of Coral. He had originally taken an extended leave from the clinic, but they needed him, so he would have to return to work the following week. He briefly considered taking Coral with him and hiring someone to take care of her – under his supervision, of course. But he knew that if Coral were around him, he wouldn’t be able to concentrate. He looked into daycare centers but was afraid to leave Coral to strangers. In fact, every idea Cas could think of, he found a reason why it wouldn’t work. On the Friday before he was supposed to return to work, he was fixing himself a small dinner and a bottle for Coral when his doorbell rang.
“Now who can that be…” He mumbled to Coral as she was cooing in the highchair.
He shot her a smile before setting the still-hot bottle down and going to answer the door, equally curious and nervous, wondering who could be on the other side. He looked through the peephole and was surprised to see the town Sheriff and city detective. He opened it warily, puzzled by their presence. The last time they met was at the hospital, they took a statement from him about Hannah and his child. He opened the door for them.
“Hello,” He said.
They both smiled at him.
“May we come in?” the Sheriff asked.
The Sheriff was a tall, robust man with a cartoon mustache and a deep voice. Cas had spoken to him on a few occasions and found him to have a good sense of humor, but he could also be a bit intimidating when the time called for it. Overall, Cas thought he was a nice enough guy. The Detective was a young fellow with dark eyes and rarely smiled. His eyes told tales of hardships and despair and times when Cas tried to speak to him, he found the detective ill humored and studious. He was straight to the point and didn’t pussy foot around, although admirable, it still made Cas uncomfortable. Detective Alexander was a hard man with a very black and white view of everything; he was brutally honest. Unlike the Sheriff, he wanted everything to get done as quickly as possible, in the right way. Like Sheriff Washington, you wanted Detective Alexander on your side.
“Yes, of course. We were right about to eat.” Cas said, while letting them into his house.
He went into the kitchen and gestured for them to sit at the table, in the corner near the window. Since the house felt quieter and emptier without Hannah, he now ate in the kitchen because it seemed less lonely. The baby was bouncing in her high chair, sensing that it was feeding time. Sheriff Washington and Detective Alexander went to sit down in the two seats. Detective Alexander eyed the baby with dull interest but Sheriff Washington was cooing to Coral.
“Can I offer you two anything? Coffee? Tea? Water?” Cas asked watching the Sheriff interact with his daughter.
“Do you have any coffee? It’s been a long week.” Sheriff said tiredly.
“Yeah, of course.” Cas said before going to start a pot. “Detective Alexander?” Cas asked glancing at the young man.
“None for me, thanks.” He said.
Cas nodded and began to make some coffee.
“So what can I do for you gentlemen?” Cas asked as the pot began to brew.
Sheriff Washington shifted in his seat while Detective Alexander watched him carefully.
“We want you to go over your statement one more time. I know when we talked to you last, you’d just found your girlfriend and became a father.” Sheriff Washington paused, letting Cas absorb this. “There are a few things that don’t add up. We’re a bit confused how you found her.” He said.
Cas nodded slowly, having already anticipated they weren’t satisfied the first time when he gave his statement. But, he also knew they were doing their jobs, ever since Hannah had disappeared the small police force in the town had been trying to find her while Cas was trying to do his own investigations. But Cas also knew that no man could fault him for looking for his girlfriend and baby; it’s human nature to want to continue any search, however vain it might have been. But, since Hannah was unconscious, no one could verify what had happened, least of all the police.
“Well I mean the last couple of months have just been…terrible.” He said quietly, looking over at his daughter. The men followed his gaze.
“Yes, we’re sorry for everything that has occurred.” Detective Alexander said stoically.
Cas nodded, “Thank you. Everything’s just been a shock, I mean, we left the city so we could have a nice normal life where things like this don’t happen.” Cas sighed, rubbing a tired hand through his hair. He could feel his emotions well up in him, against his better judgment.
“Everything’s just been really screwed up, obviously.” He said looking at the two men.
“I know we talked to you about this already, and you came to us when it first started, but we need to hear everything again, just once more. I know it’s difficult but it’ll help.” Sheriff Washington said, trying to be soothing.
Cas nodded and went to pick up his daughter, who had begun to fidget. He pressed the nipple of the bottle between her lips and began to feed her as he told the story again.
“Well, as you know I reported Hannah missing when I came home after work one day. She had left a note telling me she was going to the store, but I noticed that she had already been back, that some of her things were gone, like suitcases. So, initially I thought she left me. Of course, I was initially, hurt, confused and upset but after trying to call her several times, I began to grow worried.” He paused as he helped his daughter eat. “Even when she was mad at me, she would always pick up her phone. I should’ve known then that something was very wrong.”
“By then, I had calmed down a little and was able to think more rationally. I remembered that we actually hadn’t fought or had any problems at that time that in fact, we were happy because she was pregnant. She had even gone to the city just before she disappeared, to announce her pregnancy to her friends. I even had plans to ask her to marry me, once we were settled in, but then she was pregnant and I didn’t want it to come across like I was asking her to marry me because of her pregnancy. So I waited and...” He paused again, unable to control the tenor of his voice.
He rocked the Coral against him, his
mind miles away as he thought of his unconscious girlfriend and his complete inability to help her; like when she was kidnapped. He felt the same nagging uselessness he had before, it was tormenting him. But he took a few deep breaths and tried to finish his story. Cas didn’t even look at the Sheriff or Detective now, afraid his tears would betray him.
“Anyway I waited too long, when it became dark, I knew it was too late.” Cas said.
The Sheriff and Detective shared a look as they wrote down what he was saying.
“So I waited, I think, two days before I called the police and reported her missing.” He stated.
“Why did you wait two days?” Detective Alexander asked. Cas remembered the conversation he had with Brian, where Brian was trying to convince Cas that Hannah probably left him, suggesting that she was scared of having a baby with a werewolf.
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