Chapter Fifty Six

Leonel's POV

Samson offered to take Klaire instead but I insisted on carrying my mate. I carried her unconscious body to the infirmary where Pat is already waiting.

I didn't care that everyone saw me carrying her. I didn't care that we were entangled in a dating rumor and that I am already set to marry someone else. None of those matter because all I can think about is her safety.

I carefully laid her on the bed and waited as Pat studied the bullet wound on the right side of her rib. He then let out a sigh of relief when he carefully pulled out the silver bullet and washed the wound.

"Thankfully, it's not that deep, Alpha. It did not damage her organs, and you brought her here in time before the bullet fully affected this side of her body. She must have been moving when she was shot."

I let out the breath I didn't think I was holding and even Samson and Josef looked relieved.

"I will clean her wound and have her drink a pill that will kill the poision of the silver in her system.