Ethan Stone POV
The pack doctor's bag slipped from Ethan's hands as he reached for the front door handle. Dr. Martinez bent to help him pick up the scattered medical supplies, but Ethan barely noticed. Through the window, he could see them.
Lily sat on Emma's bed, smoothing the little girl's hair while Dominic held a cool cloth to their daughter's forehead. They looked like a beautiful family. Like the family Ethan would never have.
"You okay, Ethan?" Dr. Martinez asked softly.
"Fine," Ethan lied, his chest feeling like someone had hit him. The mate bond pulled at him, demanding he go to Lily, but seeing her with Dominic and Emma made everything hurt worse.
He knocked on the door anyway. He had to. Emma needed help, and that mattered more than his broken heart.
Lily's mother answered, her face tight with worry. "Oh, thank goodness. Dr. Martinez, please hurry. The fever won't break."