I FOLLOW LUCIAN outside, frustrated with everything. Chelsey was obviously ovulating and we didn’t need to waste any more time.
“I don’t understand why we’re going to wait. Victor will be arriving soon and like she said, she’s ‘Fertile Myrtle’. We should call Dr. Shephard.”
“We aren’t waiting,” he replied, looking up toward the second floor of the building, where Chelsey was waiting for them. “I’m going to go back in there and finish what I started while you go and feed. I just told her that so she’d relax.”
I sighed in relief. “Thank God. What about Dr. Shephard?”
“We’ll call him afterward. We don’t need him right now, anyway. It will take a few hours for her to complete the change and by that time, Victor should be getting off of the plane. We’ll give him the girl and he can handle t
