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Without thinking, I spun around to glare at him. “Do you need to be so sarcastic?” I asked, my voice shaking.
Asher didn’t reply.
…
I had been waiting in the examination room for nearly an hour when the doctor finally came in. He was unapologetic about the long wait, but it was something I was used to at this point as a human in this world dominated by werewolves.
“Tiffany Croft?” he asked, to which I nodded. “What brings you in today?”
“I woke up this morning with a terrible migraine and nausea,” I said. “I threw up twice already and have been shaky since then.”
“Hm…” He typed my symptoms into his laptop, his brow furrowed. “Have you eaten anything bad, do you think?”
“I assume it’s food poisoning, but I don’t recall eating anything suspicious. All of my food is prepared in a very clean environment by people who know what they’re doing, and I haven’t gone out to eat in a long time.”
Just then, as I spoke, I felt another wave of nausea come over me. The doctor, seeing this, quickly grabbed a small blue bag specifically meant for situations like this and handed it to me. I threw up into it, although it was mostly bile now that there was nothing in my stomach. When I was finished, he nodded to himself and stood.
“Lay down on the table,” he said. I did as I was told, then felt him lift my shirt and begin to palpate around my stomach with his hands.
“Did the nurse have you give us a urine sample?” he asked as he pushed gently into various parts of my stomach, each time making me feel even more nauseous.
I couldn’t speak, so I only nodded.
“Is there a chance you could be pregnant?” he asked.
I frowned, shaking my head. “No,” I replied. “There’s no way.”
“You can sit up now.” He pulled my shirt back down over my stomach and slid a hand under my arm to help me sit up, then he spoke again. “Are you sure? Have you had unprotected sex recently?”
“Well, I had sex about a month ago, but–“
“Just to be safe, I’m going to test your urine for pregnancy,” he said, making my eyes go wide. “I’ll be back in a minute. I’ll get you some medication for the nausea, too.”
Before I could protest, the doctor left. I couldn’t be pregnant! I’d only had sex once in the past month, and it was with… Asher. As I came to this realization, my heart rate shot up, making my head spin. No. There was no way I was actually pregnant with Asher Sterling’s baby. It was impossible! I hardly remembered our one night stand from the drugs in my system, but I was certain that both of us were careful. It was highly unlikely that the Alpha CEO was having unprotected sex and risking pregnancy with women he had just met.
The doctor returned a few minutes later with a serious look on his face. “Well, Miss Croft,” the doctor said, sitting back down at his desk, “it looks like you are indeed pregnant. The test came back positive.”
My eyes widened. I shook my head vehemently, not wanting to believe it. “No,” I said, “I can’t be pregnant. Are you sure? Can I take another test?”
The doctor splayed out his hands, his palms facing up, then spoke. “If you want another test, we can send you over to the obstetrics and gynecology department,” he said. “Your test came back positive, but false positives aren’t unheard of.”
I nodded vehemently. “Yes, please,” I said. There was no way I was pregnant. I didn’t want to believe it; perhaps a second opinion was necessary.
Tiffany
After a visit to the obstetrics and gynecology department, during which they gave me another pregnancy test and performed a comprehensive gynecological exam, the results were in: I was pregnant, and I was five weeks along. That timing lined up perfectly with my one night stand, solidifying the fact that Asher was the father.
I took a cab home, my heart racing the entire way. Thankfully, the doctor’s anti-nausea medication worked, otherwise I would have been retching nonstop from the stress alone.
The cab driver pulled up to the curb. I handed him the cash from the back seat, then took a deep breath before getting out and looking up at the tall, looming building where the penthouse sat.
As I took the elevator up, my heart started pounding ever faster. I wasn’t certain whether or not I should tell Asher; what would he say if he found out? Would I lose my job? Was it better to just go to a clinic and have the baby aborted before it was too late? I couldn’t have been more than six weeks along; I knew I could end the pregnancy with a simple pill, like a heavy period.
I had always loved children, though. The thought of bringing my own baby into the world always excited me, but not like this. I always imagined that I would marry a man who truly loved and cared for me, and we would make the decision to have a baby when we were ready. Up until a couple of months ago when I found him cheating on me, I thought it would be my boyfriend, Sam. But now…
Could I bring a baby into a world in which its own father might not even want anything to do with it?
The elevator seemed to carry me up to the penthouse so slowly. When it finally opened with a ding, I stepped out into the foyer with my heart in my throat.
I heard the sound of giggling.
“Where’s Ella?” Asher’s voice said. It didn’t sound like its usual cold and distant tone, but rather warm and playful. “Oh, I sure hope Ella isn’t hiding behind the curtains!”
I slowly stepped toward the living room to see Asher stalking around like a cartoon villain while Ella’s tiny feet poked out from beneath the living room curtains, her little giggles floating through the air like the sound of wind chimes.
“Hm…” Asher sniffed the air theatrically. He didn’t see me. “I think I can smell a little girl hiding around here somewhere, and I’m so hungry… Maybe I’ll find her and have a nice feast!”
As he said ‘feast,’ Asher whipped the curtains open to reveal Ella, who squealed and tried to run away. Asher caught her and threw her up into the air, blowing raspberries on her belly and making her giggles turn into full-blown laughter. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched the cold Alpha billionaire play so lovingly with his daughter. If we had our own child, would he treat him or her just as lovingly? After all, as far as Asher was aware, I was still a human. I still wasn’t even sure if Mina would ever fully appear, which would mean that I would always appear human, and so would my children. It wasn’t until a werewolf’s wolf appeared that one could truly be considered a werewolf to begin with. How could I be certain that he would be even remotely open to the concept of having a half-human child?
“Tiffany’s home!” Ella suddenly said, pointing over Asher’s shoulder.
Asher froze. He set Ella down so she could run to me, and when he turned around to face me, the smile was gone from his face. Once again, he was the bitter Alpha CEO that I had come to know. It was shocking to me how quickly his demeanor changed once he knew that someone else was watching him.
“Tiffany!” Ella shouted as she ran up to me. She threw her arms around my legs and held me tightly as she looked up at me with her head tilted back, her cheeks rosy from playing. “Are you all better now?”
Part of me wanted to cry at how sweet Ella and her father were together, and how quickly his love faded when I was in the room. I knew at that moment that he would never willingly be that loving to our own child.
“Yes,” I lied, forcing a smile and ruffling Ella’s hair. “I’m all better.”
I heard a door click shut and looked up to see that Asher was already gone, locked in his study. I didn’t see him for the remainder of the day.
