But no pulse on the screen. I was just looking into her eyes, they had none of the spark that I loved about them.

"Baby come on!! Don't give up!!" I said. My voice sounding broken. Then another,

"Clear!"

This time when she jerked, the monitor started beeping, steadily, but slowly. They put an oxygen mask on her.

When we pulled into the hospital, I was told to wait in the waiting room. she needed immediate surgery to have any chance of surviving.

I just broke down in one of the uncomfortable chairs. No one judged me. Who would? I felt the others arrive, but no one said anything.

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Doctors POV~

"Scapula, Nurse! Come on people!! I can't see!!" There was a lot of blood.

We already had a blood bad hooked up to her. This girl was young. She was around my daughters age. She deserved to live a long life. Not this.

She coded again.
It took three shocks to get her back.

"Damn that was close." I heard a nurse say. We worked hard, I kept stitching up places where she was bleeding.

It took hours until she was patched up.

"Alright, nurse, close her up!" I declared, we all sighed in relief.

Then she coded again.

"CLEAR!" I yelled. Still no pulse.
"Clear"
No pulse.
"Clear?" The nurse questioned, not sure what to do. I sighed, and nodded the go ahead for one more, then we would call time of death.

"Come on girlie! Fight! You got a whole life to live! Fight for it!" I said, then yelled, "clear!"
Then we waited, with our hands crossed in hope.

We all cheered when the beeping came back. The nurse closes her up, then sent her to ICU.

I washed my hands, then walked outside to talk to the family.

"Family of the stab victim?" I questioned to the people in the waiting room. Not having a name for her, due to the severity of her condition.

A group of people walked up to me. I felt truly sorry for this poor family.

"Listen, it's still touch and go at the moment. But she lived through surgery. she coded two more times on the operating table. She's in a coma at the moment, and we aren't sure if she's going to make it through the night. To be quite frank with you guys. She should have died on scene"
I waited for their reaction. Then the boy with the brown eyes asked,

"So what are you saying, doc?"

I ran my hands through my hair. Then said,

"I would say your goodbyes, because she there is a good chance she's going to die during the night. She may start to have seizures, and those can cause brain damage if she wakes up. Her heart stoping three times may cause brain damage. What I am saying is, even if she wakes up, and that would be a miracle in itself, she has a big chance of having brain damage."

Then I walked away. Not having anything else to say,

"She's in room 123" I said, not looking behind me.

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Alex's POV~

I haven't slept in the week she's been in her coma. She has only had one seizure, which the doctors called a "miracle".
Everything is a fucking miracle to them. They have started to ask me if I wanted to take her off of life support.

Like hell I would!! She's a fighter. She'll come back to me. She has to. Andrew has been a reck since her attack. We can't risk bringing him to see her because the last time he almost shifted.

"Baby, please open your eyes. Andy needs you. He's not sleeping, because he says he can't sleep without your singing lulling him to sleep". I was broken without my mate.

I needed her. More than anything. I took her tiny hand inside my larger one. And held it as I cried. Then I felt someone cooing to me. Saying that everything was alright. I thought I was imagining it. But then someone was petting my head.

My head shot up. I saw my beautiful mate. Her eyes open, her eyes filled with tears over my pain.

"Baby!!" I cried. Jumping up and giving her a gentle hug.

"I'm here. I'm here" she said as I cried.
Then the doctors came running in. Checking her over.

Now this. This was a miracle.
I mind liked Robin, telling him that she was awake and to bring our son.
In a few minutes, everyone was in the room.

"MOMMA!" Andy yelled, jumping in her bed. She cooed to him, saying how much she missed her little boy.

"I, Alex Benè, revoke my rejection to you, Allexia Jones." I said, rewarded with a smile from my beautiful mate.

"I, Allexia Jones, accept your revocation of our bond". She said.

I was filled with a warm sensation, feeling complete again.

"I thought you didn't like werewolf?" She said.
"I dont, but our son proved to me that not all werewolfs are bad. I'm sorry for my mistake and I will make it up to you everyday for the rest of our lives together." I said. Meaning every word.

She smiled, but her eyes were droopy.

"Alright guys, let her rest. The doctors say that she'll be okay to leave in a few days, so let's go back to the hotel and rest for a little bit." I said, ushering everyone out the room.

Then we drove back to the hotel and I slept for the first time in a long time.

Well... After taking a shower and changing my clothes.

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