Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 142

Lauren's

POV

The next day.

Mila and I went to the center of the Midnight Claws Tribe again. According to Mila, I was going to be the Luna here and I needed to know better about this place. Though Mila actually wanted to go to the bars, the malls or some shops that sold magical potions, I was indeed quite intrigued by the tribal center, which was why I agreed to hang out with her.

"Lauren, check this out," Mila pointed at the shining white fishtail skirt that was decorated with diamonds in the shop window, "that dress looks perfect for you. Wanna try it on?"

The staff saw us and quickly looked away. Maybe there were too many girls who loved this dress so she didn't pay much attention to us.

"Yeah, it's stunning," I nodded and agreed with her, "and so is the prize."

"Hey, you're a rich woman now, Miss Lauren."

"But I still don't like to see the number on my bank account change."

"Um...That's true," Mila checked the prize. Though she was kind of stingy, she still couldn't help but say, "Don't you wanna dress up real nice? The meeting of the Midnight Claws Tribe is a few days away and the alpha will announce that you're his mate and their Luna. Don't you wanna impress them?"

"You want me to attend the meeting in this dress?" I said, shocked.

"Yeah," Mila nodded, "it suits you perfectly and you'll look fabulous in that dress."

"I think the clothes I'm wearing are just fine." I was wearing a shirt and a pair of jeans today and just as I expected, Mila rolled her eyes at me and dragged me into the store. I lowered my voice and said, "Fighting in pants is much more convenient than in a dress." Mila stopped.

I knew something was definitely going to happen at the banquet a few days later and if I dressed too well, it wouldn't be convenient for me to fight. I might just wear a shirt and a pair of jeans though I would look a bit too plain in those clothes. But I didn't want to rip such an expensive dress open just so I could move more easily though that sounded kind of cool.

"Is that so..." Mila thought of something and hastily shook her head, "no, showing up in jeans is way too lame. I'll buy this dress for you as your wedding gift. Go and try it on." Hearing that, I raised my eyebrows in surprise, "Woah! Since when did you become so generous?"

"Well, I'm doing this to butter up my best friend for life. I'm counting on you now," Mila leaned on my shoulder and said to the staff, "excuse me, we wanna try that white dress." Mila really had great taste.

With the help of the staff, I put on the white dress and my body looked curvy in this dress. In the lights, the dress was dazzling and though I didn't have much makeup on today, I didn't look plain or tired at all.

Mila looked at me in the mirror and said contently, "You'll look even better with a diamond necklace."

The staff who looked a little dull just then smiled, "Yes, if the dress has feelings, it's gonna be thrilled that it's worn by the perfect girl."

Nice clothes and compliments could always cheer people up and I laughed, "It's not a real ceremony."

"Who says it isn't?" Mila giggled and whispered in my ear, "if he sees this, he'll definitely wanna marry you...no, he'll want a real ceremony straight away."

I chuckled. Mila went straight to the cashier's desk and bought this dress for me. When she swiped her credit card, she didn't hesitate at all but when she saw me, she instantly covered her chest and pretended to be sick, "Oh, I could feel my heart shaking when I swiped the card. But when I thought how gorgeous you're gonna look in that dress, I felt a little better." "Only a little?"

Mila laughed and wanted to act again but then a shrill voice drew our attention. A woman was screaming.

"My child! My child!"

"Witch! There's an evil witch!"

"Where're the guardians?!"

As the woman was crying, I could hear other people screaming in fear. The crowd on the street suddenly scattered and I smelt a strong scent of blood. A child was lying in blood by his helpless mother who was crying and begging for help. "Where's the doctor?"

"Can anyone send him to the hospital?"

"But he's bleeding too much..."

Mila and I ran to that little boy out of instinct.

"What happened?" I immediately went to ask the she-wolf who was panicking and started checking his vitals. His breathing was getting weaker and he was dying with a silver dagger stuck in his chest.

"A hooded witch...came at him and attacked him with this silver dagger..." the woman said with her hands shaking, "are you a doctor?"

"Yes, I am," the guardians went to search for the witch. The doctors might be on their way but this boy's breathing was very weak. Before they morphed, werewolves were stronger than human beings but they didn't have strong healing abilities like matured werewolves, not to mention when they were cut by a silver dagger. I held my breath and asked, "What's his name?"

"Damon...His name is...Damon...Can you save him? Please!"

"Okay, Damon, I'm a doctor. Please believe that I'm gonna help you. You can also hear your mother's voice, right? You're such a brave boy," I said while checking the position of the silver blade carefully.

Mila and I locked eyes and we both knew his condition and knew what this eye contact meant. Mila was silent for a moment and then said to me quietly, "I always support your decision, Lauren."

I was going to use my healing power to save this child.

And Mila knew that. That was why she nodded and said, "I'll assist you."

As I was working my healing power, a warm stream of energy flowed from my heart to my limbs. As I was about to hold the little boy's hands to get him more energized, someone pushed Mila and me hard and the bag that contained the white dress fell to the floor which was covered in blood. And then the potion bottles in Mila's purse fell to the ground as well.

Someone said viciously, "She's a witch!"

The woman looked at us cautiously and guarded the little boy in his arms.

"A witch? I thought they were doctors."

"What do you wanna do to my child?" she said alertly.

"I am a doctor."

"Which hospital do you work in? I've never seen you in the tribal hospital."

"I work in a hospital in the Fullmoon Tribe and this child..."

The man interrupted me and scorned, "You're not from this tribe! Why are they here? Do you have anything to do with that witch earlier? You...you're not trying to save this kid!"

"Where are the guardians? What are you trying to do?"

The woman refused to let me handle the boy and said in doubt, "I'll wait for the doctors. I don't need you..."

And the little boy in her arms started vomiting blood.

But the man completely ignored that and just stared at us while the crowd was watching us in fear and suspicion.

There was no time to waste anymore. I pushed the man away and Mila instantly knew what I wanted to do. She immediately tackled the man down and I said to the woman, "You have to trust me if you wanna save Damon." She hesitated for a second.

"Trust me!" I looked her right in the eyes, "though we're not from the same tribe, I'm a doctor! I wanna save him!"

She was still hesitating and finally nodded when the boy started groaning in pain. She said in tears, "Please save him..."