Page 13 of The Alpha’s Sin (Forbidden Omegaverse #7)

LOGAN

“W ell now, how was your weekend? I hope you clarified some things?” Dr . Elizabeth raises her eyebrows and looks at me significantly.

I nod.

“Showed her my Wolf .”

“He’s beautiful!” Poppy gushes. Since we clarified some things, she’s become more of her bright, happy self again.

Things have been a little awkward and I admit we’ve been avoiding getting too close to each other, but she’s stopped acting like she’s a second-class citizen.

Also , since she’s been eating foods on the approved list the doctor gave us—mainly lots of protein—she has more energy and bounce in her step.

“Well now— I’m glad to hear that!” Dr . Elizabeth smiles warmly. “ Now we can proceed. Do you have any questions for me?”

“Yes—how is a Were pregnancy different from a human pregnancy?” Poppy asks at once. “ I mean, it is different—right?”

“It certainly is. You need more protein to help the pup grow, for one thing…” Doctor Elizabeth ticks things off on her fingers.

“ And you’ll need more sleep as well. Your body is growing a two-natured creature—that takes a lot of energy.

Also , the pregnancy lasts at least ten months, not just nine. ”

“ Ten months?” Poppy squeaks, her eyes going wide.

Dr. Elizabeth shrugs.

“Sometimes even longer. It depends on how fast the pup develops and what he or she needs. Female pups tend to have a shorter gestation—more like nine and a half months. Whereas male pups need longer. And Alphas need the longest of all.”

Poppy looks at me, as though for confirmation.

I nod.

“Yeah. My mom was pregnant with me for eleven months,” I confirm.

“And since you’re carrying an Alpha’s pup, your baby—if it’s a boy—is almost certain to be an Alpha too,” Dr . Elizabeth tells her. “ The stronger the Alpha genes, the longer the pregnancy.”

Poppy looks stunned.

“Sorry to be the bearer of bad news,” the doctor says gently. “ But the good news is, you’re in good health and so is the baby. Although the blood tests did reveal some interesting findings,” she adds.

My eyebrows shoot up.

“Interesting findings? What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means that I believe Poppy may develop Secundus Calor at some point. In layman’s terms, ‘ Second Heat ,’” Dr . Elizabeth says. “ It happens sometimes with Were pregnancies—it simply means that the woman goes into a second Heat Cycle .”

“Heat Cycle ?” Poppy frowns and shakes her head. “ What does that mean?”

“That feeling you get when you need to be bred,” Dr . Elizabeth explains. “ I’m sure you’ve had it before, many times. Maybe you called it something else since you were raised in the human world?”

Poppy shakes her head.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had any strong feelings, er, that way.”

Dr. Elizabeth frowns.

“What about before you got pregnant? Didn’t you need your husband to knot you and breed you often? That’s how most Were pregnancies occur.”

Poppy shakes her head.

“No, I mean, we had sex pretty often but mostly because he wanted it.”

Then she appears to remember that we’re pretending to be a married couple and it sounds like she’s talking about me instead of that no-good deadbeat, Dirk .

“Er— I mean, I wanted to it,” she clarifies hastily. “ I just didn’t feel like I needed it. In fact, I’ve never felt like I needed sex.”

“Hmm…” Dr . Elizabeth frowns, her brow wrinkling. “ Well . Maybe being raised in the human world, you’ve never gone through a Heat Cycle . But it appears that you might go through one now.”

“Well…what does that mean?” Poppy looks confused and frustrated.

“It simply means you’ll need your husband to knot you and breed you frequently,” the doctor says soothingly. “ And you’ll need an Alpha’s touch. Luckily for you, you’re married to one.” She gives me a bright smile.

“An Alpha’s touch?” I ask. This is new to me. I’m already worried enough about the possibility of Poppy going into Heat since there’s no way I can actually breed her and knot her—not without breaking the Unbreakable Laws .

“Yes—she’s going to need to be near you and you’re going to need to touch her a lot,” Dr . Elizabeth clarifies. “ It’s perfectly normal, especially in first pregnancies. Having an Alpha near will help the pup grow strong and it will ease the mother’s nerves.”

“It will?” Poppy is giving me a sidelong glance and I’m not sure what to say.

“Of course. When you’re close to her, she breathes in your scent and feels safe and protected—your touch intensifies that feeling. And when the mother feels calm and cared for, it translates to the pup as well,” Dr . Elizabeth explains.

“But how exactly is Logan supposed to, um, touch me?” Poppy’s cheeks are bright scarlet and her embarrassment is almost palpable.

“Well, in cases like this, I recommend nightly massages—that’s good for you anyway—it eases tension.

I have a special lotion you can use—you can pick it up on the way out from the front desk,” Dr .

Elizabeth tells her. “ Have your husband rub it all over you, paying special attention to your belly and breasts and inner thighs. If you keep it up throughout the pregnancy, you may be able to avoid getting stretch marks.” She smiles brightly.

“ I mean, I don’t make any promises but my other patients swear by it. ”

Poppy still looks extremely embarrassed and I hardly know what to say either.

I know we’re pretending that I’m her husband instead of her brother-in-law but I can’t actually do these things to her—can I ?

Well , I mean, I guess technically the massage part wouldn’t be so bad—that’s not breaking the Unbreakable Law .

But I don’t know how Poppy will feel about having my hands on her.

Of course, my Wolf has no objections to any of it.

I can feel him inside me, growling that we need to claim Poppy as our own—that we need to knot her and breed her and make her ours.

And just the thought of doing that—of taking her in breeding position—on all fours with her legs spread for me and her full breasts hanging down, swaying with every thrust as she moans my name and begs for more…

No, stop it! I have to stop this. I’m getting hard like a fucking horny teenager! I push the thoughts aside ruthlessly. Poppy is off-limits. End of discussion.

“…so don’t forget the cream at the front desk.

Next time you come, we might be able to tell the sex of the pup,” Dr .

Elizabeth is saying and I realize we’re wrapping this up.

She leans forward and gives Poppy a card.

“ That’s my private phone number,” she says.

“ I don’t usually hand it out, but I know this is all new for you.

If you have any other questions about having a healthy Were pregnancy, please don’t hesitate to call me. ”

“Oh…thank you.” Poppy nods gratefully and tucks the card into her purse. “ I really appreciate that.”

Dr. Elizabeth smiles.

“I’m here to help.”

And then the visit is over. But somehow I feel like it gave us both more questions than answers.