Hello, This story is near the end. One or possibly two more chapters will be written and then I want to explore the lives of other characters from this world.
There are so many interesting possibilities. I really want to continue with these characters, but to do them justice, they need their own story. So please sit back and enjoy. I certainly hope you enjoy the chapter. Now I present chapter 9.
A special thanks to Overstar for doing a dynamic job in chapter 8. Two sets of eyes are definitely better than one.
Thanks to Overstar for editing this chapter. Any mistakes found are mine and not the work of this wonderful person who has kindly agreed to help improve this tale.
"You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it." ----- Maya Angelou
Having seen enough, Claus sprang to action. "If she has lost blood, she can feed and be replenished. Doctor let me go back. I can feed her my blood it may help her heal." Not very familiar with vampire physiology, Dr. Kim was unsure.
Then Mrs. Valdez spoke, "Please it can't hurt. Vampires differ from wolves. We heal faster and just maybe..." She could not go on. They had to save her baby. She'd lost her once, and to lose her this time for real would kill her.
Kim looked at the distraught woman and remembered how Nicky's death shook her. She had to try something. "OK, we'll try. Come lets dress --"
Gernick roared, "No, she feeds from me. It's my fault. If anyone can save her it has to be me." He stood to follow the doctor.
Claus knowing that Gernick had not fed in a while, roared "Enough Gernick. You are too weak. I won't risk all three of you. I promise I will do everything I can to help her. But you need to sit down and wait. For once, let someone else handle things." Then he followed Kim to surgery.
After Claus left, Nina and Celia arrived with their mates. Nina rushed to her Alphas and they explained that Nicolette was alive and in surgery. Then she saw Mrs. Valdez. She hugged her relieved the older woman was alive. Celia was questioning the alphas when Blaine growled. She turned and saw the dark haired vampire crying in a corner. Blaine's growl caught Nina's attention. She followed his line of vision and her sights landed on the one man she hated with every bone in her body. She knew instantly who and what he was. Her hatred for him became a living, breathing entity.
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You bastard!
You did this. You! You took her from us." She growled ferociously. Gernick simply sobbed, as she attacked him. She punched and hit him furiously, as he simply sat there crying. He made no effort to protect himself. "You sick fuck! What did you do to her?" She yelled. He didn't answer. He barely acknowledged her presence. Refusing to be ignored, Nina started to strike him again when Thaddeus reacted. He couldn't let her put herself at risk so he grabbed her and held her back. The vampire was dangerous and already on edge. If he snapped, he'd kill her. "Let me go, Thaddeus. Let me go!" she demanded, wanting to strike the weeping man before her once again.
Mrs. Valdez moved to stand between her and Gernick, effectively blocking her view of her nemesis. "Nina, please. He brought her here. Please, stop," she pleaded.
Javon looked at his mate, and he saw she was struggling with her anger as well.
Nina, enough! Calm yourself, or you will need to leave,
he commanded. Nina gasped and glared at the Alpha. Elise stared at Javon as well. He was protecting that monster. He deserved to have his throat ripped out.
Love, please. We all need to keep our wits about us. Nicolette needs all of us right now
. Elise nodded and joined Thaddeus and Nina. Celia was also trying to comfort her mother. Soon, everyone calmed enough and the room was eerily silent. Except for soft sobs, everyone waited in silence.
Claus dressed and entered the operating room. Doctors and nurses surrounded the bed that Nicolette lay on. She was awake, and crying. Not loud sobs, but silent ones. Worry and fear etched her brow as she feared for the life of her son. Claus walked in, and he saw a glimmer of disappointment that he wasn't Gernick. He sat beside her, held her hand, and whispered words of comfort, "It'll be alright, Nicolette. You and the baby will be fine. He's here. I promise." His heart broke as silent tears cascaded from her eyes. As much as he wanted these two to work out their problems, he needed her to survive more. "Nicolette, I need you to feed. You have to rebuild your strength." Claus stood beside her and ripped his wrist with his teeth. She was barely breathing and so pale. He prayed his blood healed her, because losing her was not an option. He held his wrist to her lips, blood drizzled down her chin, and then he felt her pull. It was a soft tug at first that grew stronger.