Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 227

Chapter 7: The Birds and the Bees

Maeve

I spent the rest of the morning trudging through the tall grass, which had sprung back up to its usual height after the sun came out and began to dry the weighed-down blades. I struggled against the unruly grass, the sharp, dry blades constantly snagging on my shirt and poking the skin on my hands and neck.

“Damn you, Aaron,” I hissed, finally popping out of the field and into the castle’s well-kept grounds. The garden was empty of its usual inhabitants. Everyone, including the gardeners, were helping clean up the aftermath of the storm. I found the emptiness peaceful, and instead of going back inside the castle I found myself wandering around the gardens for at least an hour.

It wasn’t until Gemma came out looking for me that I went inside. She picked the grass out of my hair as she walked behind me, talking incessantly about the storm’s damage.

I started up the stairs, but she stopped me, grabbing my elbow. “Where are you going?”

“Oh, um. To my room, to change.”

“Don’t worry about it. There’s no time.”

“For what?”

“Oh damn, I forgot. Maeve, I’m sorry. I should have mentioned it last night but with Aaron showing up and”

“What is it, Gemma?”

“Horace scheduled an appointment for you with the doctor today, in a few minutes, actually. It’ll be brief.”

| stepped off the stairs, a strange sensation rippling through my stomach, something like excitement, or nerves. I wasn’t sure

“in the infirmary?” I asked, letting her take the lead. We walked through the winding hallways on the first floor, passing the dining hall and library as we made our way to the far eastern wing of the castle, a darkened, rarely used area.

Sure enough, the lights inside the infirmary were on and I could hear Ernest’s voice from within the sterile waiting room.

I entered behind Gemma, who had gone stiff and flushed as I stepped to stand beside her. I looked at her, then turned to where she was looking, my hands tightening into fists.

Aaron was standing in the corner of the infirmary’s entrance, his arms crossed casually over his chest as he talked to Dr. Metzer and Ernest

“Stop shaking,” Gemma whispered, giving me a side-eyed look. “There’s nothing to be worried about. He’s just going to take some blood,”

“I’m not worried. I’m mad,” I whispered back, still looking at Aaron, who gave us both a nod in greeting.

“What’s the matter.”

together. He pranced over to me, bending

wrong with you-” I mumbled, but

a genuine air of gratitude as he looked from

was kind to her and really did appreciate her help around the

rush of heat touch my cheeks as I waited to be told what to do. I looked up slowly, making eye contact with Aaron.

was almost as though a

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Birds and

at him, he was trying

me, his mouth

mind. He

white hairs left on his head. He motioned for me to follow him through one of the doors off the infirmary’s entrance, away from the small waiting room where Gemma, Ernest,

please,” the doctor said, taking his seat on a swivel stool while I sat on the exam bed. I crossed my legs, tapping my foot as he asked me a variety of

my last period? Were they

made a face as he wrote down my height and

“What?

a giant,” he mumbled, shaking his

uncrossing my legs as a nurse entered the room, pushing a

to make a baby?” the doctor said, flipping over the paper on his clipboard. I stared at him blankly, unsure if I

asking if I know how to..

anyone explained to you how babies

opened my mouth to say something cutting but decided against it. The nurse pursed her lips, trying not to

was explained to me,” I said through gritted teeth. Was a grown man really asking me if I knew where babies

back to the front page where he had written down my vitals. “Based on your last period, I would assume your fertile window is in about ten days, give

his head toward the nurse, who gave me a gracious smile. The doctor left the room just as Brenda was leaning over my

blood flowed through the narrow plastic tube, turning the little glass vials a

a high pain tolerance, don’t you?” Brenda said with a smile, capping one of

not the least

bandage over the spot where the needle had been placed in the crook of my elbow. “You might bruise a little, fair

this all for, anyway?” I asked, waving my hand toward the

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