Page 202 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

“Alright then, have a seat and I’ll let the doctor know.”

“Thank you!”

The doctor came in a went through the routine questions for both of us. He made us pee in a cup, weighed us and took some blood to send to the lab. He explained how our bodies would change and all that boring stuff. I think he was even relieved to only have to say things to both of us once, instead of individually. He gave us prescriptions for prenatal pills, and then took us into the ultrasound room.

“Did you guys want to do this with everyone in the room, too?”

“If that’s okay?” Bells asked nervously, and I nodded.

“Of course, who wants to go first?”

“Violet does,” Bells volunteered me. I shot her a little glare but stepped forward. The doctor gave me a gown and closed the curtain.

I changed and sat on the examination table, though I was confused as to why I needed one. I was wearing leggings and a sweater. When the doctor came back in, he placed a blanket over my legs and then asked me to put my feet in the stirrups. My heart started racing when I saw the wand probe he attached to the cord, and closed my legs immediately, panic starting to set in.

“I-I thought you were going to use the image thingy on my stomach?” I asked, my voice higher than it usually was.

“It’s too early to see much with that one. If your estimates are accurate, we need to use the wand.” He took a look at the look of panic in my voice and asked, “Is that a problem?”

“Umm,” I stopped being able to speak as the panic took my voice.

“Can we get a female doctor or nurse to perform the exam?” Chris asked from his position at my side. “She’s uncomfortable with men touching her. Last year, she was a victim of sexual assault.”

“Oh, of course. Do you need me to step out completely?” the doctor asked, immediately taking a step back to give me room to breathe.

I swallowed the knot in my throat and focused on Chris’ supportive presence beside me to calm down.

“No. I jus—I don’t want you down there,” I answered, then weakly, I added, “Sorry.”

“No need to apologize at all. We’ll get you taken care of however you need. Let me get a nurse.”

“Thank you,” I whispered as I felt a single tear fall.

Chris wiped the tear from my eye and kissed my forehead, taking my hand to help me relax.

The doctor walked in with a female nurse, who took the doctor’s position at my feet. The doctor kept a safe distance away, near the monitor, and provided instructions to the nurse. I still tensed when she began to insert the probe, though.

‘I’m right here. I’ve got you. Say the word and this all ends.’

‘But I want to see our pup,’I answered back, taking slow breaths and trying to relax.

The nurse was thankfully very patient, and stopped any time I started to panic, asking me to let her know when I was okay to continue. Eventually, I was able to relax enough for her to put the wand in place; it was all worth it to see the image appear on the monitor.

“So, it looks like you’re right on the money with your guess, Violet. The baby is about six weeks along. Everything looks normal from here. The lab work will tell us more about its health. Do you want us to try to find the heartbeat?”

I was confused as to why he was asking the question, when Chris asked for me.

“What does that involve?”

“Well, she would have to move the wand around to see if she can pick up the heartbeat,” he answered.

I bit my lip. I wanted to hear the heartbeat, but I didn’t know if I could handle that.

“We can hear it at a later time,” Chris answered for me, squeezing my hand.

‘Bu—’

‘We’re werewolves, Little Warrior. We’ll be able to hear it in another week or so,’he reminded me.

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