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.

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

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…. One week later….

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glasses as she studies

for gonorrhea,”

 

indignation. “A-are you calling me

 

her face and she shrugs. “I didn’t say anything. You came to

 

to Natalia! Without a second

 

speaking to, Doc. I am your Luna,” I

Luna,” Dr. Lila mutters under her

seat and wait for the doc to continue

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 symptoms. Your infection only grew with the lack of treatment, thereby

a word she

and am good as new?” I ask, a bitter taste settling

eyes as she looks at me. “The scarring on your fallopian tubes and uterus is permanent. I’m sorry to say this, Luna, but you will never be able to have

her, taking in the information slowly. My hand flies to my flat stomach, mourning the loss of the possibility of ever swelling with life. A small sobs gets caught in my throat as I rise to my

places a hand over mine. “Luna…

me!” I scream, tears spilling onto my

head. “Luna, I saw the scarring with my own eyes and

tests and tearing them to

 

the test

again and grab her by the collar

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…. 5 months later….

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tested 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

busy sending scouts in search of Natalia to notice how unhappy I was. To

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

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

the door

fixes her skirt, her face flushed with embarrasment. She was one of the cook’s daughters and worked

to have his activities interrupted and orders the omega out of

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

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

you 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

my mouth but feel my words dry up

towards 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 … you’d already be six feet under.” He leans in close to my

pieces as he lets me collapse onto the ground like a worthless piece of trash. He bends down to

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

office slams shut behind him and I gather my knees to my chest

I just

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***Christian***

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….Three years later ….

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another body on the pack border. Female. 24. Omega status,” a soldier reports during the morning pack meeting. “That’s

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

empty handed. In the past four years, he had killed over 50 pack members and it

Our son… There was no doubt in my mind that our child was a boy

his name? Does he ever wonder about his father? Has Natalia told him about me? How is she? Is

placed extra guards

snarl at the guards in the room. “Am I to assume you are all incompetent?” I snap, slamming my fist against the desk. “Is my pack safe with you idiots if a slimy rogue is able to worm its way into our territory and kill our men and

we are doing

with all my might, the soldier turning bright red as he fights for

just waiting for me to let my guard down so he can take control and tear them all

if you don’t, I’ll make sure the next dead

snarls. Kill

soldier to the side and dismiss the idiots, all of them scrambling to leave my office. Just then, Beta Derek

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