Layla's POV
The doctor clears his throat, hovers uncertainly, then finally nods like he's been dismissed. He gathers his clipboard in his arms, hugging it to his chest like it's the most precious thing in the world and backs toward the door, clearly aware he's in the middle of something that has nothing to do with medicine.
"No one else sees these results until I say so." My father says over his shoulder and the doctor stiffness instantly.
"Yes, Alpha," he replies quietly, and then he's gone.
The silence he leaves behind is louder than Freja's anger.
I shift in the bed and instantly my body protests. I grit my teeth and grimace through it because I refuse to show weakness in front of either of them right now.
"What is it that you need to verify so badly?" I asked and my
