"Beta Blake, I want her medical fila."
"I'm sorry but I can't do that. without her consent, I can't give you any information about her medical history."
"I'm her mate," he argued.
"I'm sorry but I can't," Dr. Milliken said.
"Are you telling me that you are going against your King."
"I'm afraid I am, your highness. Don't get me wrong normally I would but not hers."
"And why not," Eric yelled, "I know there is something wrong with her! last night I found her outside the border limping, and the next morning she has no idea what happened. Then I hear that she was shot by a silver bullet and had to overcome many surgeries. Not to mention she doesn't or refused to the knowledge that I'm her mate. so tell me, doctor, what the hell you do what me to think? Even Ross is worried about her but she doesn't tell him anything. So what is wrong with my mate."
Dr. Milliken shook his head, running his hands through his salt and pepper hair. "Oh, Blake," he whispered. "She is a stubborn one isn't she," he smiled worriedly. "are you certain that she is your mate?"
"Yes."
Nodding his head, Dr. Milliken came around his desk and sat down. He bent down and opened a drew, pulling out a thick binder. "Before I give you this, I'm trusting you that you will not give this information to anyone, not even Blake or Ross. I may as well lose my position but Blake deserves to be happy." He passed the binder over, "These are all information about her surgeries, times she came to visits after fighting rouges, all of that is her life."
"Her life?"
nodding his head, "Yes, she spent most of her days here."
Eric flipped through pages and pages until one spoked out, it was of her first surgery at the age of fifteen with a note at the end of the report saying she would not be able to bear a child. Carefully looking at it he continued to read every single one until he came across the last few pages. Eric wished he knew how to read the X-rays that he had come across but the last note that was left form the doctor read, 'She doesn't have much time. All surgeries have failed.'
"What the hell is this," he muttered, unsure if he read it right.
"Yes," he answered.
"Your next appointment is waiting in room two, sir."
"Thank you, I will be out shortly." Once the nurse was gone Dr. Milliken knees in front of Eric. "I'm sorry, your highness. There is nothing more we can do."
"There has to be something. anything to save her," Eric didn't release how cracked his voice sounded.
"There is nothing we can do that we already tried. All we have is the Moon Goddess to bless us a miracle at this point," Dr. Milliken rests a hand on the King's knee. "Your mate needs you, your highness. Be with her, love her, and make her happy. Cherish the moments that you have left with her," and with that, the doctor left the office.
Blake watched closely down at the pack members on the training grounds where she sat in the trees. She especially had watched her brother closely and she was quite honestly happy with what she saw. Ross was a fast learner and kelp up with the other members who have had a lot more training then he had. It gave her great pride knowing that he would adapt quicker with his loss when she pass. It even have her great pride knowing that he would be well when she's gone.
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