Moana
My eyes widened when I saw Edrick, but at the same time, my body relaxed knowing that he was here to — hopefully — help us. He glanced over at me, but clearly didn’t want anyone to know we were together, and walked up to the desk.
“Is there a problem here?” he asked the receptionist.
“Yes, Mr. Morgan,” she said, gesturing to me, “this woman is a human and she’s trying to be served before werewolves. It’s our policy to serve werewolves first.” Her eyes were wide as she spoke, and her voice shook a bit. I could tell that she knew that she would be in deep trouble if Edrick Morgan himself was here.
“Well, break policy just this once,” he said. He turned to the werewolf couple next, who still stood nearby looking utterly confused. “So sorry about that,” he said, then turned to Selina and me and addressed us. “I’ll take you to the VIP room.”
With that, he turned on his heel and began to walk toward the examination rooms. Meanwhile, the director dealt with the receptionist and the werewolf couple. I couldn’t make out exactly what was being said to the receptionist, but she seemed as though she was being reprimanded — and rightfully so, in my opinion. Just because it was policy to serve humans after werewolves didn’t mean that it was morally right to treat humans like inferiors.
Still, I followed Edrick, keeping my head down to avoid the strange looks from other patients with Selina trailing behind me. Once we were out of the waiting room, I let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank you,” Selina said, scurrying along to keep up with Edrick. “That receptionist–”
“It’s okay,” Edrick said calmly. “She was only doing what she thought was right… It is policy to serve werewolves first.”
Selina frowned, but said nothing. Edrick led us to a spacious private room. Selina went to sit on a chair in the hallway to give us some privacy, but Edrick stopped her and gestured for him to come in with us. “You deserve to see the baby, too, don’t you think?” he asked.
The housekeeper’s eyes widened. She looked back and forth between Edrick’s face and mine, finally landing on mine. I nodded approvingly with a smile. “I’d like you to see it.”
Her face went red, but she followed us in, where the doctor was waiting.
The doctor, a middle-aged woman with mousy brown hair, welcomed us with a smile.
“Good morning,” the doctor said, holding out her hand for me to shake. “I’m Doctor Melrose. I’ll have the pleasure of being your doctor for the duration of this pregnancy; if you ever need anything, you can always call me, no matter the time of day or night. Here’s my card.” She pulled a business card out of her pocket, which I took gratefully. Seeing as how nervous I was becoming over the effects of a werewolf pregnancy on my body, I already had a whole host of questions to ask the doctor.
Next, the doctor helped me up on the bed. She asked if it was okay to lift up my dress for the examination around Edrick and Selina, to which I nodded — and she covered my lower half with a sheet, which wasn’t entirely necessary, but I supposed it would make things a little less awkward around Edrick in particular.
“This is going to be a little cold,” she said as she picked up a tube of ultrasound gel. She squeezed a generous amount on my belly, which I gladly accepted over the internal ultrasound that I had when I went for the abortion. “Just a little pressure now…”
The room fell silent as the doctor moved the probe around on my belly. The only sound that filled the room was the soft sound of my own pulse echoing from inside my body on the ultrasound machine.
“And… There’s your little one!” Doctor Melrose exclaimed.
I gasped. On the screen, for the first time, we saw the little fetus inside of me. It was tiny, not even the size of an avocado, but it was there and it was alive. Seeing it for the first time filled me with such a strong and vast array of emotions that I didn’t even know what to do with myself.
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