“So it could be because of the stress?”
“I don’t think it’s because of your heat. You’re not showing any other signs, and if you were going into heat, it would have hit by now. You haven’t felt an overwhelming feeling of arousal?”
“Ah, no. Nothing more than usual.” And nothing since Emmett left a few days ago, apart from when we sext before bed.We always video call because I’m not chancing nudes getting out there. And if someone hacks into my phone? Well, fuck.
“I think we should run a blood test, check to make sure it’s nothing serious, and go from there.”
“Okay,” I breathe out, nodding. “Sounds good.”
After I get my blood taken, I head back to the waiting room. I’m a mess. I know I should text Emmett, but I don’t want to worry him and risk him coming home to be with me before I know if this is serious or not.
If it is stress, I’ll get over it. I’m a big girl. I know how to survive on my own, and I can do so until Emmett gets back.
I do, however, tell my sister where I am. She asks if I want her to come sit with me, but I decline, not wanting to be an inconvenience. Plus, she has a lot going on right now. She and Syrus seem to be dipping their toes into something new. She deserves happiness, and I don’t want to always be a burden.
Scrolling on my phone, I try to distract myself by watching cute cat videos. I’m there for another hour before Amy calls me back into the exam room.
My heart races as I sit on the examination bed, waiting for Dr. Herrera.
“We got your test results back,” she says, smiling politely as she enters the room. Her face doesn’t give anything away.
“Give it to me, doc.” My leg bounces, unable to take this suspense any longer.
“The good news is that there is no threat to your health. At first, I thought it might be lingering effects from taking the suppressants. Thankfully, it’s not.”
“Is it the stress? I knew it was the stress,” I sigh, relieved it’s nothing long-term.
“Stress might be a contributing factor, but no, that is not the full cause of your symptoms.”
“If I’m starting my heat, let me know because I’d have to call Emmett and get him back here.” Or I could do my heat alone, even though the thought terrifies me.
“No.” She chuckles softly. “You are not going into heat. Actually, you won’t be having another heat any time soon.”
“What?” My brows furrow with confusion. “What do you mean? I thought you said I didn’t have any long-term effects from the suppressants. Shouldn’t that mean I’ll have regular heats? I know older Omegas tend to slow down their heats, but I’m notthatold. I’m only thirty-one!”
“Lexi, breathe.” She places a hand on my arm. “You are fine. Everything is going to be fine, but I need you to breathe.”
Nodding, I breathe in and out, trying to settle the oncoming panic attack.
“Lexi, you’re pregnant.”
I blink at her, lips parted as I stare. “Huh?”
“The reason why you’re getting sick and feeling tired is because you’re pregnant.”
The word repeats on a loop in my head. Pregnant.I’m pregnant? No. No, that can’t be right.
I shake my head. “No. I’m not pregnant.”
“The blood test says otherwise.”
“I can’t be,” I whisper, my heart thundering in my chest.
Her brow furrows. “Have you been using any sort of contraception?”
No, because it never crossed my mind that I could get pregnant. I mean, I know I could, it’s kind of how biology works, but...fuck.
“No,” I whisper.
