Knowing Rose, she would shoulder all the blame, even though it wasn't her fault. None of them knew this could happen. Perhaps Klive's mother could have anticipated it, but he was confident she had done her best to find a solution, or at least an answer to what could possibly be the outcome.
They stepped into the doctor's office right at eleven. The room was large and white, filled with various types of medical equipment, but the only one Klive recognized was the sonograph. He cast a quick glance at the gynecological chair and had to suppress images of his mate being examined on it. His imagination ran wild, and he realized he was clenching his fists.
"Hello, Alpha." The doctor, a man in his forties with glasses and blond curly hair, extended his hand for a shake. Klive took it, nodding i
