---- can't. So | am forced to wait. | don't have to wait long before the door is shoved open so hard it bangs against the wall. | cringe at the sound hurting my ears. A doctor rushes in, with no one other than Alpha Dorian, and he looks furious. He may as well be my executioner with the look on his face. They unhook the machines attached to various wires - hooked to my hands, and taped to me. No one speaks. Alpha Dorian leans against the door, not even meeting my gaze, staring angrily at the wall as if he could smash it by merely staring hard enough. | don't get a chance to ask what is happening when more nurses flurry into the room, lifting the railings and kicking off the brakes, and they start wheeling me out. "What's going on?" | ask the nurse walking beside me. Her eyes flick to me before focusing back ahead, and | watch her lips quiver before she presses them into a line. ---- Glancing behind me, | see Alpha Dorian talking to the doctor. Nobody speaks to me as they wheel me closer to an elevator. I'm taken to another part of the hospital. To a sterile room with a cold metal bench. Still, no one speaks as the people surround my bed, drop the railings and grab the sheet below me. They lift me onto a sterile table. My heart races a million miles an hour, thumping erratically inside my chest. "What's going on?" My words stutter when my legs are suddenly placed in stirrups, my eyes widen, and | start thrashing against them. The nurse, who walked beside me here, presses on my shoulders. "Stop, don't anger him," she whispers. | blink back tears as | hear the door open. | turn my head to see people move into the room with trolleys, a light is turned on and pointed straight between my legs. Am | getting a pap smear? | don't understand. Did Dorian decide to check if my father told lies? Is he here to check the virginity he so ---- desperately wants? My hands and legs are strapped to the stirrups, and my arms are strapped to the table when the Doctor suddenly cuts my underwear away. "Wait, what are you doing?" "Getting rid of the filth you're carrying!" Alpha Dorian growls. "What?" | blurt, my head twisting to see where he moved to. | don't get a chance to find before his hand grips my hair, jerking my head back. im "I'm not raising another man's mutt," he snarls. "Don't look at them to save you from your crimes. They know exactly what sort of whore you are. | won't have my reputation ruined because of your failure to keep your legs closed." Dorian spits at me. His voice nearly drips in hatred, but all | can hear is one thing. "I'm...I'm pregnant?" | stammer. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!