Alpha Hero - 6 Stories in 1

Alpha Hero: The Complete Series

These alpha heroes are HOT!

Follow along as these nurses, doctors, paramedics, and firefighters find love!
There’s something for everyone: age gap romance, in love with a patient romance, friends to lovers, second chance, single dad, and the bad boy turns good…oh so good!

Blind.  I can’t see a thing.  I’ve lain in this hospital bed for four days now and still no answers.  Pain fills me and I grab my temple.  But it’s not just my head; no, I feel like I’m about to lose my mind.  I have no clue what happened.  We were working a job.  Something we’re trained to do. We answered the call just like every other call.  We’re trained firemen—heck with that, we’re experienced, elite firemen.  We’re the ones you call when shit’s really bad.  I still have trouble remembering everything that happened or how it went down.  All I know is what they told me.  I fell and hit my head and didn’t have my helmet on.  What the fuck I was doing in an open fire without my helmet is beyond me.

All my brothers have been in to see me and right away I knew there was something fucked up about the situation.  It wasn’t until my second day here they finally told me.  My best friend, Allen, died in that fire.  I ended up missing his funeral.  Damn, not that I deserved to go.  It’s my fault he’s dead.  It’s my fault… well, for everything.

“How you doing today, Mack?”

I recognize the voice.  It’s the head doctor.  The one that can’t figure out what’s going on with my eyesight.

I can’t fucking see.  How the hell do you think I’m doing?  “Not good, Doc.  I still can’t see.”

I can hear his grunt as he approaches the bed.  “Yeah, well, we’ve checked everything.  Your blood work, all of your scans… there’s nothing we can find that is causing the vision loss.”

Unable to hold my frustration back, I ask him, “So that’s it?  I’m just fucking blind?”

He ignores my outburst.  “The swelling of your head makes the MRI inconclusive.  I’ve talked to your other doctors and we are releasing you.  We will have you scheduled for another MRI in seven days.”

I throw my hands up in the air.  “So I’m going home like this.”

I can hear the whining in my voice and it pisses me off even more.  I’m not a whiner.  I take care of shit.  I get it done.  But damn, this has fuckin’ rocked me.

“Yes, but you can’t let this…”

I stop him before he tries to feed me a line of bullshit to not let this get me down.  I’m blind.  My best friend is dead and the way it looks right now, I’ll never fight fires again.  “Yeah, Doc, I got it.” I don’t want to listen to his motivational crap right now.  I pull the blanket off and stand up, grabbing the side of the bed.  I’m already fully dressed, have been all day.  I’m not the type to sit around in a gown.

“Woah, woah.  Not so fast.  We have to finish your paperwork.  Plus, we are having a home health nurse assigned to you.  Your captain has already set it up.”

“I don’t need a nurse,” I tell him grudgingly.  I mean, I probably fucking do, but I’m not going to tell him that.  I’ll make do.  Some fuckin’ how.

He doesn’t say anything.  And it pisses me off I can’t see what look he’s giving me.  Automatically, I feel like he’s pitying me and well, I can’t stand pity.

“I’m leaving.  Five minutes, Doc.”

The sound of footsteps and a knock on the door jerks my head to the side, but I can’t see who it is.

“He giving you problems?” I hear Terry, my friend and fellow fireman, say.

Relief hits me.  I don’t know if it’s because I can’t see anything but right now, I need something or someone familiar to be surrounding me.

Even though I know it’s him, I still ask, “Terry?”

“Hey, brother.  I hear you’re getting out?”

“Oh yeah,” I answer him and then say to the air, “Whatever happened to patient confidentiality rules?” I’m pissed off and I know I shouldn’t take it out on the doc, but fuck, I need to know when I’m going to get my sight back.

The doctor clears his throat.  “I’ll uh, get the nurse on that paperwork.  We’ll have you ready to go shortly.”

I start to walk and run into something.  Terry reaches out and grabs me before I fall over.  “C’mon, brother, let’s sit you down.”

He starts to back me up, but I throw my hand up.  “I’m not going back on that bed.”

“Fine. Fine.” He leads me across the room slowly.  “Here’s a chair.”

I sit down in it and barely get comfortable before I’m asking him, “Have you talked to April?”

She’s all I’ve thought about since I’ve been here.  She’s my best friend’s wife, well, widow, and I know she’s probably devastated.  I should have been there at the funeral for her.  Fuck, I should have saved her husband.

“Yeah, I talked to her.  We’ve all made our rounds checking on her…”

I nod my head, because really, there’s not a lot more I can say.  I know she and Allen were having problems, but I’m sure she never expected this.

“What’s this?”

“Really, Terry?  What’s what?” I’ll cut him some slack, but really, am I supposed to guess what he’s talking about?

“Did they give you a cane?” he asks me and I can hear the surprise in his voice.

I shake my head.  Yeah, I sort of had the same reaction when they put it in my hand.  “Yeah, they came in and worked with me on getting around and told me that would help.”  I rub my eyes.  I may not be able to see, but they still feel so tired.  “Any more on what happened to… Allen?” 

“Mack…”

Shaking my head, I tell him, “I need to know.  I have tried to remember and I can’t.  I need to know what happened to him.”

I can hear him take a deep breath and blow it out.  It feels like the tension in the room just got higher.  “He had been drinking, Mack.  He had a blood alcohol level of point two.  He either passed out or fell and passed out, nobody knows.  But he died from smoke inhalation.  We did what we could, Mack.  We just couldn’t get to him.”

I take a deep breath and hold it.  Not wanting to release it.  I want the air to fill my lungs and stay there.  When I can’t hold it any more, I release it.  I feel at a total loss.  Allen didn’t ride in on the truck with us.  No one knew where he was, but when he showed up at the job, I assumed he had been running late.  I knew he had been drinking more.  But I never dreamed he would bring it on the job.

“We did everything we could, Mack.”

His soft plea about destroys me.  “I know you did, Terry.  I have no doubt.  And well, I never thanked you all for saving me in there.  If it wasn’t for you, I would have died in that fire too.”

The room is quiet and I’m waiting on Terry to crack a joke.  He’s the jokester of the bunch and I know this is too heavy for him.  

“So I hear you’re leaving us.” 

A nurse comes in and stops somewhere in front of me.

“I need you to sign these before you go.”

She wraps my hand around a pen.  Are you kidding me?  I could be signing over my firstborn kid or something.

I feel a warmth and Terry’s deep voice booms beside me.  “It’s legit.  It’s discharge papers.”

I nod my head and sign the papers with the nurse’s help.

Now to go home.