Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 476

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 476: Pregnant**

Marcus regarded Alaric with heartfelt appreciation, his gratitude evident in his gaze. “Thank you,” he said, his voice steady but laced with emotion.

Alaric offered a reassuring smile, his eyes shifting to Emma. “It’s truly my honor to assist you,” he replied, his tone sincere.

As Alaric held onto Emma’s hand, he continued, “While you’re stable for the moment, I must conduct a thorough examination. We need to understand the underlying cause of this situation to determine the appropriate course of treatment.”

Emma nodded in acknowledgment, her expression thoughtful. “I appreciate you doing this,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Marcus lingered nearby, a sense of urgency in his demeanor. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he inquired, his concern for Emma palpable.

Alaric shook his head, his focus unwavering as he retrieved a set of intricate medical instruments from his storage band. The moment they emerged, they floated gracefully in the air, glowing with a soft, ethereal blue light.

“These are the latest advancements in medical technology that I’ve just developed,” Alaric explained, his fingers deftly maneuvering over the lightcore on his wrist. “They will allow me to examine your body without causing you any discomfort.”

As he spoke, his fingers danced across the virtual interface, unleashing a torrent of complex data that cascaded like a waterfall. The floating instruments responded to his commands, projecting beams of light finer than a single strand of hair. The luminous glow enveloped Emma, scanning her from head to toe with meticulous precision.

Marcus, Stella, and her mate held their breaths, the tension in the room palpable as they witnessed the unfamiliar instruments in action. Alaric’s intense concentration only deepened their trust in his expertise.

The scan seemed to stretch on for an eternity, though it lasted merely a minute. All the gathered data streamed seamlessly into Alaric’s lightcore, coalescing into an intricate three-dimensional energy model.

Alaric’s brow furrowed as he scrutinized the results, his mind racing as he compared the data, running calculations and rechecking every detail. His expression was grave, each passing second amplifying the tension in the room.

Marcus felt a knot twist in his stomach, his anxiety mounting as he observed Alaric with hawk-like intensity, dreading any sign of bad news.

Finally, Alaric looked up, shutting down the lightcore. The instruments vanished, absorbed back into his storage band. His gaze fell on Emma, and a whirlwind of emotions flickered in his eyes.

“Alaric, what’s wrong with Ms. Tibarn?” Marcus blurted out, unable to contain his worry any longer.

Alaric met his gaze, then turned back to Emma. “Emma isn’t sick,” he stated, his voice calm yet firm.

“Not sick?” Stella echoed, her brow knitting in confusion. “Then why was she feeling so unwell earlier?”

“Her symptoms stem from the fact that she’s pregnant,” Alaric replied, pressing his lips together thoughtfully. His eyes dropped to Emma’s abdomen. “It’s still early, but we can confirm that the child is Phoenix blood.”

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