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whispered. He looked over to Liam.
    “You need to hurry,” he said and Liam paled. The lion Alpha nodded and headed out the door with
    Kent. Rian stayed next to Damian.
    “Doc, I can go door to door in town. Everyone knows me,” Ms. Tully offered. Claybourne nodded.
    “That would be appreciated, Ms. Tully.” Claybourne squeezed Felix’s hand and stepped away from the
    embrace.
    “I need those blood samples, Felix. We need to be sure they are labeled and kept organized as more
    people come in,” Claybourne explained.
    “It’s going to be a long night,” Claybourne whispered.
    “Then it’s a good thing we got a nap then isn’t it.” Felix stood on tiptoe and kissed his mate.
    “If you start to feel weak or tired you let me know right away,” Claybourne said intently. Felix nodded.
    “You do the same.” Felix gave his mate one last hug and turned to get the blood sample he needed.

    * * * *

    Felix was storing the blood when he heard raised voices. Someone was yelling at his mate? Oh, hell no.
    “We’re not leaving, Doc,” Caleb said, his feet spread wide. Claybourne shook his head, sympathy on his
    face.
    “I understand you’re a ménage mating, I respect that. But it’s one visitor per patient,” Claybourne said.
    Arguments erupted all around them, all aimed at his mate. He saw Claybourne’s shoulders start to slump.
    Anger flooded him. He opened his mouth and a thundering roar echoed through the small waiting
    room. He pushed his way past the Arkadions to stand between Bran and Claybourne.
    “Back the fuck off, wolf. Look around you. This is bigger than you, so stow your shit or I will
    personally escort both of you the fuck out of here. You’re out here distracting my mate with bullshit when
    he needs to be in there treating the sick, which now includes your mate, and trying to figure out what is
    wrong. Open your fucking eyes Alpha, we don’t have the room! We’re getting more patients by the
    hour…” He looked up at Claybourne and both had a moment of realization.
    “We don’t have the room,” Claybourne whispered.
    Caleb and Bran took deep breaths and released them, though both of their eyes were shifted to wolf.
    “You’re right, Felix. Claybourne, I’m sorry, but she’s pregnant. Our wolves are riding us hard, because
    they can barely sense her wolf anymore. There is no enemy here to fight and kill. We’re not doing so well
    being helpless. We had to leave the boys at home,” Bran said and Caleb wrapped an arm around him.
    “We need Ma,” Connor said brokenly. All the Arkadion boys dropped their heads.
    “Or Rebecca, I bet she could help figure this out,” Felix said. Aleks growled.
    “Until we know this isn’t contagious, she is staying home.” Aleks shook his head.
    Felix stared at him. “She’s home, now, alone?” Felix asked. Aleks nodded. “She spent all day with Ma,
    didn’t she? What if she gets sick but no one is there to help?” he asked. Aleks turned white, looked to his
    brothers then glanced at the examination rooms where Pa sat with his Ma.
    “Go! Go, Aleks, stay with Rebecca. We’ll take care of Ma and Pa. I’ll call you the second we have an
    update I swear,” Benedict promised, pushing his brother toward the door.
    “You’re second eldest. You’re in charge.” Aleks clapped him on the back then left at a run to head back
    to the Arkadion ranch.
    “What can we do, Doc?” Connor asked.
    “We need help,” Claybourne said, shaking his head.
    “I’m not afraid to admit I am out of my depth. This is a CDC type of situation. We need council help,”
    Doc said.
    “I’ll call my grandfather. We’ll have council support by morning,” Liam promised. He walked out with
    Kent, passing Gabriel and Roman as they were walking in.
    “What can we do to help?” the elegant prince asked.
    “Are any of your coven members medically trained?” Claybourne asked. Gabriel nodded.
    “A few. After a few hundred years you get bored. Some got trained as