Chapter 7

Chapter 7: First Day on the Job

Serena parked outside the medical facility and ran inside. There was a nurse at the reception desk,

directing some of the other nurses who were tending to the pack members that were still in the waiting

area. They were injured to various degrees of seriousness. “Serena?” the nurse at the front desk

asked. Serena nodded. “Where do you need me?” she asked as a nurse rushed behind her, hands full

of cotton packing and bandages. “Adriana is in surgery and needs you scrubbed and assisting,” the

front desk nurse told her. Serena nodded as the nurse pointed her in the direction of the OR. Serena

pushed through the first set of double doors. She went to the sink, turning on the water and scrubbing

her arms and hands, up to her elbows. Without touching anything; she stepped back from the sink. A

nurse turned the water off while another one, wearing sterile gloves, brought a sterilized surgical gown

to Serena. She slipped her arms through it, and the nurse tied the gown around her back and then tied

a sterile surgical cap around her head to hide her hair. Serena had the nurse assist her with putting on

her sterile surgical gloves, and then she pushed through the second set of doors into the sterile OR.

The process was second nature to her now. She put her surgical mask on and then didn‘t touch

anything until she came to Adriana‘s side. “Who‘s this?” Serena asked. “Beta Carson,” Adriana said.

Her gloves were already bloodied, the man on the table covered with a sterile sheet, the area around

his wound the only patch of skin exposed. “He has a pretty deep gash, but none of his major organs

were punctured.” “What do you need from me?” Serena asked. “Get the sutras,” Adriana instructed.

Serena went to a nearby shelf, getting the proper equipment to begin stitching Carson up. “Suction

please, we need to stop this bleeding!” Adriana‘s order was followed by

a nurse stepping in with a tube to suck the blood away. Another nurse had cotton pads in a pair of

tongs, dabbing at the place where blood was pooling. Serena.stepped up, opening the sutra packing.

There was a small bleed coming from one of Carson‘s arteries. The nurses were keeping the area

clean so she could see where the tear was. “Let‘s stitch up this bleed and then close the wound,”

Adriana said. Serena nodded, grabbing the needle with a pair of surgical tongs and getting started on

stitching up the tear. It was a small tear, but in an artery, that was dangerous. Mass amounts of blood

could be pumped out in only minutes!

Every now and then, the nurses would attend to the area, keeping it clean until Serena had the entire

tear closed and no more blood was pulsing out. Adriana nodded in appreciation as Serena tied off the

sutra and cut the remaining thread. “Very good,” Adriana said. “Get me the next size up for the cut.”

Serena nodded, heading back to the cabinet for a larger gauge of suture. In the OR, she was focused

on her work. Her hands were steady, nothing mattered but getting the patient what they needed. It took

a while longer for Adriana to sutra Carson‘s cut and apply bandages. When the operation was done,

Adriana and Serena left the OR, the nurses cleaning Carson up and preparing to move him to recovery.

Logan was waiting for the doctors when they exited the OR. “How is he?” he asked immediately.

Serena forgot the need to be on guard around him when she heard the concern in his voice. The Alpha

was truly worried about his Beta. “He will be fine,” Adriana assured. “He‘s still got some recovering to

do, but he will be fine. I‘m going to go clean myself up.” Logan nodded as Adriana left Serena alone

with the alpha. She pulled her surgical mask and gloves off, going to the sink to wash her hands again.

“He had a pretty deep cut in his abdomen,” she explained. “An artery was nicked, but we were able to

repair the tear and stitch him up.” “No other internal damage?” Logan asked. Serena turned the sink off

and looked over at the alpha. Her eyes softened as she saw him nervously shifting his weight from one

foot to the other. “He was lucky,” she said. “No major organs were damaged.” Logan let out a deep sigh

of relief. Serena‘s creased her brow when she saw blood soaking through Logan‘s shirt. The doctor in

her taking over, Serena reached out and lifted the alpha‘s shirt. She didn‘t have time to feel

embarrassed or to hesitate. The alpha was injured and part of her job was to put his medical care

above her own feelings. “You‘re injured,” she said. Logan gently pushed her hand away. “I‘m fine,” he

insisted. “There are others far worse off than me. You should attend to them.” “They are being looked

after,” Serena said. “As a doctor, I have to put your care first. You are alpha.” Logan sighed, rolling his

eyes. “Fine,” he said. “Come with me,” Serena ordered, leading him into the nearest exam room. She

patted the examination table, indicating she wanted him to sit. He hopped up. “Take your shirt off!”

Serena turned to the medical cabinet in the room, searching for sutras, gloves, and bandages. If Logan

hadn‘t been bothered by it, the wound wasn‘t bad enough to need surgery. She wouldn‘t need a sterile

environment to care for it, but she still wanted to make sure he wouldn‘t get an infection. Turning

around, Serena paused for a moment, her steps halting as she was returning to the table. She

swallowed, seeing Logan shirtless. He was far more attractive with his shirt off, and she couldn‘t help

roaming her eyes over his impressive musculature. Clearing her throat, Serena shook her head to snap

herself out of her momentary lapse in professionalism. She set the medical supplies aside and slipped

her gloves on. Going to Logan‘s side, Serena ran her hands over the purpling area around his cut. She

kept her eyes on her hands, even though she could feel his eyes burning into her. “It doesn‘t look like

there is any internal bleeding,” she said. “I would like to sutra it and bandage you up to prevent

infection or making the wound worse.” “I don‘t need that,” Logan insisted. “Just give me a bandage and

let me get back to work.” Serena shook her head, finally raising her eyes to his. She gave him her most

defiant, resolved look. “You have to heal properly,” she said. “You‘re no good to the pack if you don‘t,”

Logan growled, glaring at her. Serena raised an eyebrow. “You‘re making a big deal out of a small cut,”

he insisted. Serena scoffed and glared at him. She poked her fingers into the red, swollen, purplish

area around the wound. Logan hissed and leaned forward in pain. “Feel how tender that is?” Serena

asked. “Your wound is already mildly infected. I need to clean it, sutra it, and bandage it or a worse

infection could set it.” Logan growled again. “Fine, fine,” he said. “Lay back,” Serena instructed. “Put

her right arm behind your head.” Logan did as he was told. Serena turned away to get her medical

supplies, glancing at the way his muscles rippled from the corner of her eye. If only he weren‘t so hot!

First, Serena flushed the wound out with a saline solution that had broad–spectrum antibiotics in it.

Then she used cotton to dab at the skin and take away dried blood and remnants of the saline. Logan

flinched. “I‘m sorry,” Serena said. “I can give you a local anesthetic for when I stitch you up.” Logan

shook his head. “No need, I can take the pain,” he said. Serena scoffed and rolled her eyes. She got

the sutras and was leaning over Logan‘s impressive chest when the door to the examination room

opened. A disgruntled–looking female ran in, glaring at Serena. “What is going on!?” the female

snapped. Logan lifted his head from the table. “Holly, I got a minor wound, the doctor is just patching

me up,” he said. Serena didn‘t miss the flash of jealousy in the other female, Holly‘s, expression. “Oh,

this is the new doctor,” Holly said, raising an eyebrow and looking Serena up and down.

“Can I sew up the alpha, or do you want to risk his life by delaying me further?” she asked. Holly

sneered and rolled her eyes. She looked back to Logan. “I will see you at our house when you‘re done

here,” she said. It wasn‘t a question. Logan gave a nod and then relaxed his head. Holly scoffed and

left. Serena shook her head, getting back to work on the alpha‘s wound. She did another antibacterial

flush of the wound once the sutras were in place, drying the skin before applying the bandage. Logan

let himself down off the exam table while Serena started to clean up her things.

“I‘ll see you tomorrow for that tour,” Logan said to her. Serena turned to object, but the alpha had

already left the exam room. She couldn’t back out now!