The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Vanessa*** 

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….5 months later….

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“So how long have you and Christian been trying?” Dr. Lila asks as she sanitizes her hands and puts on her gloves.

The sterile medical room is anything but comforting but I put on a brave smile and answer her.

 

“We’ve been at it for months,” I lie. She didn’t need to know Christian barely touched me ever since Natalia’s lie came to light. The b***h was gone but she was still getting in my way.

 

“Does it hurt when you have intercourse?” she asks.

 

I roll my eyes at her. “No. Christian is a true Alpha. He only gives me pleasure,” I smirk.

 

Dr. Lila gives me an uncomfortable smile.

 

“Okay,” Dr. Lila nods, checking the stir ups and instructing the medical assistant to hand her the speculum.  “Just relax for me. I’m just going to take a quick look inside and take a few samples. Make sure everything is okay. Alright?”

 

I puff out my chest in pride. “I’m in perfect health, doc. You’ll see. Moon Goddess must be waiting for the perfect time to bless me with the Pack’s heir.”

 

Dr. Lila doesn’t seem convinced but I could care less what the old cow thought. I would be carrying their Alpha soon enough and Christian will forget all about his little brat with Natalia.

 

I bite my lip uneasily and lay flat on my back, counting my breaths as I feel the cold metal tool enter me. A small whimper escapes my lips as Dr. Lila expands the tool and scrapes at my walls with a large cotton swab. She hands the samples to her assistant who quickly puts them away in glass test tubes.

 

Dr. Lila then inserts her gloved fingers inside and gently presses against my walls.

 

“Hmmm… A little swelling in this area,” she observes, moving her fingers a bit more.

 

I don’t like the sound of that, but quickly push aside the thought.

 

After a thorough examination, the doctor removes her fingers and prepares the transvaginal ultrasound probe with some gel. The probe is a thick plastic tube that will take a full image of my uterus. I remain on my back as the probe enters me, my hands gripping the sides of the bed in discomfort.

 

My heart pounds inside my chest as Dr. Lila surveys my uterus.

 

“There’s some scarring on the fallopian tubes…” she says, staring at the screen intently. “Are you sure you haven’t been feeling any discomfort in your pelvis? Any bleeding, discharge, difficulty peeing?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” I nod frantically. I was starting to get frightened. “W-what does the scarring mean?”

Dr. Lila doesn’t answer, still scrutinizing her screen as she examines more of my uterus. I start to panic.

“Your Luna is speaking to you! Answer me, damn it! What does it mean?” I scream at her.

and sighs in annoyance. “It means… you could very likely be

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…. One week later….

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on her glasses as she studies my

tested positive for

 

I snap in indignation. “A-are you calling me

 

look overtakes her face and she shrugs. “I didn’t say anything. You came to that conclusion on your own,” she

 

thing to Natalia! Without a second thought,

 

Doc. I am your Luna,”

Luna,” Dr. Lila mutters under her

and wait for the

as such, you went untreated for months,” the doctor finally says. “After some time, your infection led to pelvic inflammatory disease for which you also appeared to have no

a word

some antibiotics and am good as

pity lingers in her eyes as she looks at me. “The scarring on your fallopian tubes and uterus is permanent. I’m sorry to say this,

blankly at her, taking in the information slowly. My hand flies to my flat stomach, mourning the loss of the possibility of ever swelling with life.

hand over

spilling onto my cheeks. “You’re wrong! You’re f*****g

and shakes her head. “Luna, I saw the scarring

and tearing them to shreds. “Do it again because you

 

you can take the test as many

her by the collar of her

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…. 5 months later….

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and probed by several doctors only to be told I would never get pregnant… and I would never give Christian the pups he so craved.  Rumors began to spread like wildfire of my infertility and

notice how unhappy I was. To make matters worse,

could offer no explanation so I’ve decided to ask Christian for help. I just hope

office and to my horror, find him nose deep in some lowly omega’s p***y, growling hungrily as

scream, slamming the door shut behind

her feet and fixes her skirt, her face flushed with embarrasment. She

interrupted and orders the omega out of his office. She quickly scurries past me, mumbling an apology under her breath as she

shove her out of the room. I fight back tears as I turn to Christian. I

you?” I ask, desperately trying to keep from falling apart. “After everything I’ve done for you, how could

cannot give me a son,” he shrugs, inspecting his nails. “How could you expect me or anyone in this pack to take you seriously as a

but feel my words

smirk curled on his lips as he walks around his desk towards me. His long warm fingers wrap

making me believe you were better than my fated mate…” My head is slammed against the wall, little stars blurring my vision. “If it weren’t for the fact that my pack needs a Luna, trust me

collapse onto the ground like a worthless piece of trash. He bends down to my level and grips my jaw between his fingers, forcing me to

he snarls. “So don’t you get too comfortable with your title. You are half the Luna Natalia was and when I find her, you will go back to being the little slut you were.”

office slams shut behind him and I gather my knees

couldn’t I

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***Christian***

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….Three years later ….

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on the pack border. Female. 24. Omega status,” a soldier reports during the morning pack meeting.

open the omega’s throat last night after the scouts reported no sign of Natalia. I left her body out by the border so the guards

pack member every time the scouts came back empty handed. In the past four years, he had killed over 50 pack members and it was getting harder and

bear being apart from her and our son any longer. Our son… There was no doubt in my mind that our child

wonder about his father? Has Natalia told him about me? How is she? Is she suffering as much as

extra guards as you

slamming my fist against the desk. “Is my pack safe with you

doing the

all my might, the soldier turning bright red

is just waiting for me to let my guard down so he can take control

better,” I warn, bringing his face close to my own. “Because if you don’t, I’ll make sure the next dead body we

snarls. Kill

I toss the soldier to the side and dismiss the idiots, all of them scrambling

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