Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 106 Doctors and Damsels

Bastien’s POV

Dr Kane looks as if he’s been expecting us.

After a thoroughly frustrating visit to the security offices, where we discovered nothing more than twelve hours of blacked out camera footage the night the paternity test was run, my betas and I navigated up to the chief physician’s office on the tenth floor.

We now stand in the doorway of his corner suite, carefully watching the doctor’s reaction to our sudden appearance and finding nothing but a blank slate.

He’s seated behind his desk, his shiny loafers propped up on the sleek wooden surface and a takeout container splayed in his lap. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the man, and though he’s only a few years older than myself, I can’t help but think he’s aged. His dark hair boasts a few streaks of gray, and the lines around his eyes and mouth are more pronounced than I remember.

“Alpha, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Dr Kane greets me, barely looking up from his lunch.

As far as Alpha’s go, I’ve also considered myself on the more relaxed end of the spectrum. I don’t expect my people to stand on constant ceremony, but it does strike me that most shifters still show a degree of deference out of respect. Dr Kane clearly does not. I can’t decide whether or not it bothers me.

“Dr Kane.” I reply curtly, “I have a few questions for you.”

The doctor gestures to the chair opposite him, “Please have a seat.” He encourages me with a warm smile, “It’s been a while, I owe you much congratulations.”

“Oh?” I prompt, sitting stiffly across from the familiar man.

“It’s not every day a man becomes a father, or finds his long lost mate.” Kane elaborates, as if this should have been obvious to me.

“No it isn’t.” I agree, feeling a sudden spike of anger. “especially when you told me with total confidence that my mate was dead.”

Dr. Kane purses his lips, lowering his feet from his desk and setting his lunch aside. “You have my sincerest apologies Alpha, I’ve already launched an investigation into the matter.”

“What investigation?” | demand, “aren’t you the one who examined the body?”

out of respect for your position and as a courtesy given our understanding relationship. I reviewed every last detail of the case, but the medical examiner conducted the autopsy and ran all the

not made clear at the time. “Where is the medical

Kane explains, “but I have always had the utmost respect for him. I can’t imagine him making such a grave

I don’t think it was an error.” I

eyes widen. “You mean, you think he

me to believe my mate was dead.” I force the words out through clenched teeth, “Just as someone wanted me to believe her pup belonged to another wolf, and falsified yet another set of DNA

lacing his movements,

of three things is happening here. Either you have some very incompetant staff here or more likely, we’re dealing with some form of corruption. Whether it’s coming from within the system, or someone has been paying your people off to falsify

do no harm. To suggest that anyone here would intentionally damage this pack’s wellbeing

curious that you should talk about the pack’s wellbeing, rather than my

not?” Dr Kane argues, “to harm you is to harm us

coolly, “and they’ve used this hospital’s resources to further those aims. Oaths can be broken, and it is your duty

acknowledgement. “There’s something else,

“Go ahead.” I allow.

misidentified body, you’ve overlooked a rather

to the question that, if the

Kane nods, looking almost impressed that

acknowledge, unfurling to my full height. “No one else was reported missing before or after the fire.” Moving towards the door, I gesture for my betas to follow, stopping just before we exit, “but I know one place someone could have easily found a corpse to

Dr Kane asks, the very picture of

searching for any signs of emotion

Selene’s POV

know about this.” Odette

reveal the simple black swimsuit I donned for my “hairbrained scheme” as my

only to be cut off by

that I need to find a way to tap into my survival instincts, without endangering some poor guard’s life assuming I could even convince one to attack me?” I press. Neither of us is worried my powers might be strong enough to harm an experienced fighter, the problem is Bastien. Fake