---- didn't make a sound." "Dorian, what happened to that girl? Is she hurt? How bad?" The tone of his voice rises. | know him for long enough to recognise the reaction as protective. "He says the rogue raped her. I'm in the hospital, waiting for the test results and updates. All | know is that she's in bad shape. The medics are worried about her physical health." Goosebumps cover my skin as | involuntarily imagine the horror that girl had to experience. If the old Alpha isn't lying, she has to be terrified and traumatised. Of course, I'm not a medic, so | don't know for sure, but if she's in a state | predict - she's no good for me anymore. | can get over the hatred and marry an Alpha's daughter, but | can't wed an emotional wreck. Just thinking of all the tears, sobbing and cries makes me sick. Yeah, big pass on emotions. "Poor girl. Update me whenever you can, okay?" He whispers. ---- | roll my eyes and try to lighten the mood, "sure thing; it's not like you'll let me keep this a secret anyway." As Brian laughs at my words, someone taps me on the shoulder and whispers, "Alpha? May | have a word with you?" | glance at the woman who shyly looks at her shoes, tell Brian I'll update him later and end the call. Talking to my friend comes naturally, but conversations with strangers rarely work out for me, so | nod and follow her back into the hospital. She walks me down a long hall, stops in front of a door, opens it and waits for me to enter. As soon as | step inside the tiny office, she's hot on my heels, locking the door when it closes. My eyes follow the petite woman as she walks around the clustered desk and sits down. She gestures to the seat opposite her, but | shake ---- my head. "I'm good, thanks. What's the verdict?" The sooner | get my updates, the sooner | can leave this place. "Let me introduce myself - I'm doctor O'Connoley. | am the head of the gynaecology department at this hospital." She offers me her hand, but | dismiss the action and raise an eyebrow. The woman gives up as soon as she realises I'm not here to make friends and reaches for a stack of paperwork. "The patient's only living relative isn't available right now; | must ask you to pass on this information as soon as possible. Technically, | can't discuss the current situation with you, but since you are the soon-to-be husband, we agreed to make an exception this time. | suggest you sit down; what I'm about to tell you might come as a bit of a shock and throw you off balance." She points to the seat again. | cross my arms in front of my chest and groan. "No, thanks. Updates, please." ---- She rolls her eyes and quickly tries to cover it. | let the behaviour slide. Just this once. "Alright then," she mutters and leans back in her seat. "Congratulations, your fiancée is pregnant. About two weeks, give or take." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!