A Second Chance (Fated Mate)

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paramedics put you on a backboard and placed the collar on your neck, just in case you have a spinal injury. I’m so very sorry.” He had tears in his eyes as he bent his head and rubbed his cheek on her hair.
    Oh yeah, now she remembered. “It’s okay Conner it could have happened to anybody. No biggie. Could you please get the doctor to get me out of these restraints?”
    “ They came in a moment ago and took blood. The doctor said he thought you were fine, but that we should get him when you woke.” He brushed his lips against hers barely even touching, “I’ll go get him.”
    When Conner came back into the room, there was a short older man with him wearing a white coat, and he asked Conner to step out. At Conner’s growl and aggressive stance in front of Katie the man submit by retracting his statement, and telling Conner he could stay.
    “ Hello, Ms. Ward, I’m Dr. Holtz and I’m going to be taking care of you today. This is my nurse, Betsy.” He said pointing to a lovely woman with red hair who appeared to be in her mid-thirties. “Are you having any pain?”
    “ My whole body aches, and I have a headache. But most of the pain is coming from being on this hard board.” She felt silly strapped to this board with the collar. She was probably the only one in the room that didn’t turn into an animal, yet she was the one wearing the collar, unnecessary.
    “ I’m glad you’re not in a lot of pain, but we need to check you for a spinal injury, and then send you to x-ray. I’m going to take the straps off you but I don’t want you to move just yet. We’re going to turn you over to your side and I’m going to run my hand down your back and neck, you need to tell me if anything hurts, okay?”
    Conner growled deep in his throat for a second time, but this time his eyes turned golden.
    Dr. Holtz eyed Conner with understanding, “So, this is your mate? I promise I’ll take good care of her.”
    “ Get out Conner. No one wants to deal with your shit right now. Send Shana in when she gets here, but you need to leave until you can calm down.” Why the hell did she always feel like she was alone? Even though Conner was standing next to her, she felt like she couldn’t have him here because he couldn’t take it. What about when she went into labor and the doctor needed to check her cervix? She should have thought about that before she had sex.
    Just then she heard Shana, “I’m here.” Shana walked into the room, “I’ll stay with her Conner. Go get stitched up; you’ve waited too long as it is.” She was pushing Conner out the door and right into Jake. “Watch him,” and Shana slammed the door in their faces.
    Shana went to the head of Katie’s gurney and supported her neck as Bertha rolled her over like a log. Katie could feel Dr. Holtz running his hand down her back, which wasn’t painful at all. The doctor came up to remove the cervical collar and palpate her neck, but stiffened halfway through the exam. He sniffed and then sniffed again before saying, “Uh, did you know you were pregnant Ms. Ward?”
    Not again with the smelling, “Yes, thank you genius doctor for bringing that up after, yet another, traumatic event. When you’re done here, maybe we could go outside, and you could kick some puppies.”
    Shana tried to make excuses for her friend, “She’s just a little upset lately, pregnancy hormones.”
    Dammit, Katie was sick of making excuses, and she didn’t want to be forgiven or make friends. Right now, she wanted to rage at the world.
    The doctors hands stilled and the room got quiet.
    “ What’s the problem now?” Katie demanded. The doctor gave the okay for Shana and Betsy to roll her back after removing the board.
    “ You smell of rage so bitter I don’t think I’ve smelled the like,” Dr. Holtz’s replied. “We’ll skip the x-rays because of the pregnancy, and you said you felt no pain in your back or neck. Do you want to see a therapist for the…ahem,

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