Pheromonal: One Night With the Alpha novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121: Much Better Now

"Your heart rate remains steady even without him here." The doctor’s stethoscope feels cold against my skin. She’s a new face, someone I haven’t seen before. "That’s remarkable progress considering where you started. I read your notes."

"I’m perfectly fine without him here." The memory of Logan’s stunned face when I kicked him out for this exam brings a smile to my lips. It isn’t that I mind him being here; I just wanted to prove to the doctors that I’m not about to melt down just because someone blocks my view of the man.

Whatever mental struggle I was going through seems to have passed, for the most part, and I want my freedom. Or, well, pseudo-freedom.

"Good." She makes a note on her tablet. "Your independence will speed up your recovery. The less dependent you are on external stabilizers, the better your chances of maintaining control."

The glass walls of my isolation chamber no longer feel like they’re closing in. Sure, I still hate them, but at least now I can breathe without counting each inhale. Knowing I have a little power in my situation helps a lot. Maybe it’s false bravado or something, but I’ll take it.

"When can I leave this fishbowl?"

"Let’s check your readings first." She taps her screen. "Blood pressure normal. Temperature..." Her brows lift. "Still running hot, but within acceptable parameters for your condition."

"My condition being that I’m a walking magical powder keg?"

"Your description works too."

I like this doctor. She has a sense of humor, and honestly doesn’t seem like she belongs with this weird association.

Movement beyond the glass catches my eye. Chancellor Vale stands with his hands clasped behind his back, watching our interaction with his now-familiar calculating expression.

The doctor follows my gaze. "Chancellor." She dips her head in acknowledgment. "I was just finishing up Ms. d’Armand’s examination."

"And your assessment?" His voice carries through the speaker system. Yes, there’s a speaker system. Didn’t find that out until the doctor had spoken with me through it about ten minutes ago. No idea why it exists when I can hear people talking outside of the glass just fine, as long as they’re speaking up a little. Seems like a waste of money.

But Logan did say these people are a political organization. I’m not very up to date on politics, but I do know one thing: Politicians love spending money.

So it makes sense that they’d waste it on an unnecessary intercom system.

"Remarkable improvement. Her magical signature has stabilized, and her emotional responses are much more controlled." She gestures to her readings. "No spikes."

"Yes, I see." Vale steps closer to the glass. "Doctor, please send me your complete report. Ms. d’Armand, it seems we need to accelerate your transfer to the Academy."

Hope flutters in my chest. "Does that mean I can leave this room?"

"Soon." Vale’s lips curve into what might be a smile. "Very soon."

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