Chapter 97
Chapter 97
BIANCA
I pushed past Rivera before he could stop me, my doctor’s training overriding caution.
The room was a disaster. Furniture overturned, lamp shattered, signs of a serious struggle. And in the center of the chaos, collapsed against the far wall, was Vera.
Blood. So much blood.
I was moving before conscious thought, dropping to my knees beside her, my hands already assessing injuries.
“Vera. Vera, can you hear me?”
Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused and pain–glazed. “Bianca…”
“I’m here. I’ve got you.” I was already pulling off my jacket, pressing it against the worst of the bleeding–a deep laceration across her abdomen.
“Rivera, I need towels, anything clean. And call an ambulance-”
“No hospital.” Vera’s hand caught my wrist with surprising strength. “Can’t–they’ll find me-
“Vera, you need surgery-”
”
“No hospital,” she repeated, her voice fading. “Please. They’ll kill me. They’ll finish what they started.”
Rivera was already on his phone. “I need a medical team at my location. Discrete. Full trauma equipment.” He rattled off the address. “Ten minutes.”
Klaus moved to help me, his hands steady as he applied pressure to a secondary wound on Vera’s shoulder. “Who did this?”
Coven,” Vera managed. “Found me. Tried to–tried to-”
“Don’t talk,” I interrupted, checking her pulse. Rapid but present. Breathing shallow but functional. “Save your strength. We’re going to get you stable.”
The next ten minutes were controlled chaos. Rivera’s medical team arrived with equipment I didn’t question the source of I worked on automatic, stopping bleeding, stabilizing vital signs, assessing for internal injuries.
Klaus stood guard at the door while Elijah and the others swept the area for threats. Rivera stayed close, anticipating what I needed before I asked for it.
By the time we had Vera stable enough to move, I was covered in her blood and shaking with adrenaline.
“We need to transport her,” I said, looking at Rivera. “But not to a hospital. She’s right–if her coven people did this, they’ll be watching the hospitals.”
“My house,” Rivera said immediately. “We have a guest suite on the ground floor. Fully equipped for medical situations
I stared at him. “You have a medically equipped guest suite?”
“Louis has a complicated medical history. I made preparations. He was already coordinating with Klaus, “We’ll take her there Set up a proper recovery space.
“Rivera, I can’t–I don’t have surgical equipment, I can’t do a full trauma workup
“The team can bring what you need. Whatever you need.” His eyes met mine. “But Blanca, she’s right, Taking her to a hospital. right now would be signing her death warrant. Thome is one of the people that has teach in this city. If his people find out where
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she is-”
“She dies,” I finished. “Okay. Okay, your house. But I’m staying with her. I’m not leaving her alone while she’s this unstable.”
“I wouldn’t ask you to.”
We transported Vera to Rivera’s house in the back of a medical van that appeared with the same mysterious efficiency as everything else. I rode with her, monitoring her vitals, keeping pressure on wounds that wanted to keep bleeding.
Klaus rode up front with the driver, and I heard him on the phone with someone.
“-need a full security detail on the house. Anyone approaches who isn’t cleared, I want to know immediately.” A pause. “Yes, invoke Alpha King authority if you have to. This is priority one.”
I looked up sharply. Alpha King authority?
Klaus caught my eye in the rearview mirror, and something passed across his face but I couldn’t tell what exactly.
When we pulled up to Rivera’s house, there were already guards positioned at different points. More of those mysteriously efficient people who appeared when Rivera needed them.
We got Vera settled in the guest suite, which was indeed fully equipped with medical monitoring equipment that would have been impressive in a hospital, let alone a private home.
I was setting up an IV when Klaus appeared in the doorway.
“Dr. Morrison, can I speak with you for a moment?”
“I’m a bit busy,” I said, not looking up from my work.
“It’ll just take a minute.”
Something in his tone made me pause. I checked Vera’s vitals one more time–stable, unconscious, but stable–and stepped into the hallway.
Klaus stood with his hands in his pockets, looking uncomfortable in a way that seemed foreign to his usual commanding
presence.
“I want to thank you,” he said. “For helping Vera. And for–for trusting Rivera enough to call him before you went alone.”
“I learned my lesson about going into dangerous situations alone,” I said. “But you’re welcome. Anyone would have helped.”
“Not anyone. Most people would have called the police and washed their hands of it.” He paused.
“Rivera tells me you’re looking to meet the Alpha King. To thank him for approving your entry to the city.”
I blinked at the subject change. “I mean, yes. Eventually. It seems like basic courtesy to acknowledge the person who made it possible for me to start over here.”
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