Chapter 4
None of them had ever seen Drake shaken before. No one had ever seen him anything but in total and complete control. Oliver looked over at Trent and nodded, he could see that Trent was just as shocked that their Alpha was in the shape that he was in. Drake was literally shaking, his bear so close to the surface that it was visible from time to time.
“Boss you really need to dial back the bear, or you are going to scare her shitless when she wakes up.” Oliver didn’t generally talk a great deal, words just got in the way, but in this case, he knew that Drake needed someone to talk to him, to talk him and his bear both down.
“Right, yes, you are right. Thanks, Oliver.”
Oliver watched Drake struggle to wrangle his bear but then the man took control of the bear and the situation. The woman was in danger, they all knew that. It was more than the possibility of the vehicle sliding more it was the blood loss and the cold that had obviously been vicious to her if her pale coloring had any indications. Add to it the brewing storm, they would be damn lucky if they were able to get her strapped onto the helo before it hit. Period.
As a unit the three bears worked together, Trent ensuring that the SUV was braced even more while he and Drake worked to pull the young woman out of the vehicle carefully. Oliver slid the neck brace onto the woman and heard Drake’s bear growling.
“Knock it off, Drake. You know I need to do my job. I’m your mates best chance at survival right now so back off.” Drake was their Alpha and Oliver typically never talked shit to him, but he needed it at that moment because otherwise, he would be dealing with a pissed off a polar bear on top of a semi-conscious human woman.
Oliver looked down into the pale and nearly white face of his Alpha’s mate and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she was in grave danger. He was hanging upside down by a rope that his crew was holding for him as he checked her over. Her pupils weren’t reacting correctly, that much was clear from the small flash of his light in her eyes, and her face was swollen. The airbag had apparently deployed directly in her face, and the added pressure of her hanging upside down didn’t help her at all. He was worried about brain swelling, but there was no way in hell he was going to voice that to his Alpha.
“Okay, let’s get her strapped in the sled, get her up to the top and then we will have Adam lower the basket for her. I will ride up with her. She’s bad boss, but you know the helicopter won’t hold both of us and her.” Oliver didn’t want to say it, and he saw the shock in Trent’s face that he had even voiced it aloud, but it was a simple truth. “You can meet us at the hospital, but we need to get her up and moving now.”
Again Drake was growling, that’s when the woman moaned once more. She gasped in pain, and that seemed to solidify Drake’s resolve. “Okay. But you take good god damn care of her.”
“I will. Trent, grab her bag if you can before the SUV goes down further. I’m sure she has a family, and she likely has a cell phone in her purse. I will work on seeing if I can free her luggage after we have her topside.” Once more Oliver was in awe of his Alpha, Drake took control again and was proud of him.
Oliver watched Trent, who was now dangling upside down, reach into the SUV and grab the woman’s purse and a hot pink cell phone, of all things.
“Okay, she’s ready to be pulled up. Blaze, start her up slowly. We need to get her to the Trauma Center in Anchorage.” It was the closest center that would be able to treat her the way she needed, and it would be a long assed ninety-minute flight. He figured it would be an even longer drive for this woman’s family when they got the call, and even more so for his Alpha. They all knew that this was going to be a stressful time for their alpha and all of them.
All of them worked together to get the woman out of the danger zone quickly and efficiently. Once she was topside, Blaze began covering her up with blankets, and they strapped into the basket that Adam had lowered down. They stepped back for a moment to allow Drake to touch his mate, none of them would deny him that second in time, but Oliver had to get them moving. He lashed himself above the basket so that he could keep the woman as steady as possible and waited for Adam to get them winched into the helicopter. Adam would push his baby, aka his helicopter, and get this woman to the hospital as fast as possible.
“Hey, boss, a name and any information you could find on the woman would be good,” Oliver called through their microphone connection so he could start to fill out paperwork once he was in the helicopter with the young lady.
“According to OnStar, her name is Alaska Macon. We will look for any medical information in her purse and bags. Seems the boys are having fun trying to learn new and fun ways of outdoing each other.” Drake growled. “We have her luggage, but there is nothing medically related in there. I’m about to give her ICE contacts a call.” Oliver adjusted the IV line he placed on the woman’s arm as he listened to his boss. ICE, the “IN CASE of EMERGENCY” contacts, it was great that the woman had set that up, too many people forgot about it when getting new phones.
“Good. Call them and be gentle. I’m sure that they are already worried.” Oliver didn’t know why he was telling Drake that. If anyone was the epitome of calm, it was his Alpha, but then again the woman that was riding in the basket below him was his Alpha’s mate so yeah it bore repeating.
“Just take care of her, Oliver and stop your fucking mother-henning. I know what you’re doing.” Drake growled in Oliver’s headphones. Oliver just chuckled and began to slowly warm the woman while he treated all of the smaller wounds that he could.