Abandoned Wolf Pup A Teddy Bear Recorded All the Abandonment of His Dad Chapter 08

Abandoned Wolf Pup A Teddy Bear Recorded All the Abandonment of His Dad Chapter 08

POV: Benjamin

The next morning brought the hospital hearing.

Chloe sat in the front row, pale and trembling.

“I acknowledge there are procedural irregularities within my submitted paperwork, yet I never acted with malicious intent.”

“Dr. Vale only helped me out of basic collegial concern between fellow medical staff.”

I stood and handed the recording to the hearing administrator.

Chloe’s voice filled the room: “Guys like him are total pushovers you can wrap around your finger”

“Half-blind kid.”

“That mate bond is a joke.”

Dead silence.

Chloe shot to her feet. “That’s fake!”

“It’s been altered!”

I met her gaze.

“I am prepared to submit this audio recording for forensic audio authentication testing at any time.”

Chloe unraveled completely, jabbing a finger at me.

“Benjamin, are you blameless?”

“Did I force you to leave the surgery?”

“Did I make you cancel his consultation?”

“Did I force you to stamp my paperwork before treating your son?”

“Your pup is like this because of you!”

I stood there, unable to argue.

Chloe was cruel. Still, I am the one who personally placed that sharp silver blade right into her

hands.

The ruling came quickly. Chloe’s admission was revoked.

She faced investigation for falsifying medical records, misusing hospital resources, and fraud.

I was suspended, stripped of clinical privileges.

Dr. Byrne handed me the paperwork.

“Benjamin, set aside the question of whether you can resume practicing medicine for now.”

“You ought to reflect on whether you are even deserving of the title of father.”

I stared at the verdict.

Every single line on that paperwork sank into my vision like swallowing the pitch-black void filling

the last page of Sammy’s drawing.

A distant memory surfaced.

Long ago, when Sammy had just learned to walk, he’d tripped and fallen in the pack hall.

I’d been replying to Chloe’s text.

Sammy cried for his daddy.

Without looking up, I said, You are an Alpha pup; a little fall is nothing to fuss over.

Moments later, Chloe sent a crying emoji. I typed back: [Don’t worry, I’m on my way.]

I had stripped myself of my parental rights. Not Madison.

I submitted my resignation.

Dr. Byrne refused it.

“This investigation remains ongoing, and you are not at liberty to simply resign and evade

accountability.”

So I stayed suspended at home, trapped in the empty house, reading Sammy’s drawing book over

and over.

I went to Madison’s workplace.

A close coworker of hers met me coldly.

“She’s been reassigned.”

“Where?”

“I don’t know.”

“Ms. McCarthy, please—”

She cut me off.

“Benjamin, we all knew you were with Chloe the day of Sammy’s follow-up.”

“You don’t deserve to be Maddy’s mate. And you certainly don’t deserve to be Sammy’s father.

I went to Madison’s mother’s house.

The door stayed closed. Her voice came through, rough and raw.

“Benjamin, you died the very day Sammy underwent that emergency surgery.”

“Do not set foot here again.”

I searched everywhere-Silverpine Pack, neighboring packs, pediatric eye clinics, rehab centers, speech therapy facilities. Nothing. No trace of them.

One evening, I returned to the pack house after another failed search. A legal courier packet was

waiting.

Inside: the finalized werewolf court ruling.

Mate bond severed and terminated.

Madison granted sole custody of Sammy.

[Benjamin is temporarily suspended from all visitation privileges, on account of repeated decisions detrimental to the pup’s medical wellbeing.]

[Exclusive authority over all high-stakes medical decisions concerning the minor pup shall rest

solely with his mother, Madison.]

I stared at those lines for a very long time.

I had lost every right I’d ever held as Sammy’s father.