I whipped around to glare at Kyan, sitting next to me. His only reaction was a twitch of his lip as he stood.
“Here,” he announced.
The woman peered over the rim of her glasses. “If you’ll follow me.” She held the door until we reached it, and Kyan widened it for me.
“Did you sign the testing release forms?” she asked, looking down at the sheet Elias filled out.
“Yes,” I answered, since the other three weren’t saying anything.
“Perfect, come on in.” She waved her hand, and we entered a spacious room. “If you come here for me, Mrs. Greymont.”
“Briar is fine,” I corrected, heading for the chair she motioned to. It was a comfy one that even laid back. She made quick work of my vitals and sat back on her circular roller chair.
“You’re looking good.” She wound up the blood pressure cuff. “The specialist will be here soon. She’s just finishing up with your blood samples.”
“Can this be fixed?” Kyan asked, his eyebrows low.
“As I told you over the phone, Mr. Greymont, Bond Sickness continues to go through various trials, but at this moment, no, there is no medical cure, but Dr. Katri will be able to elaborate on it.”
She stood. “Any more questions?”
“Nope, thank you,” I answered, and she smiled at me, a genuine smile, not the superficial hard close-lipped thing she was doing toward the Alphas.
She left, and I turned the three of them.
“She doesnotlike you guys.” A woman after my heart.
“How do you feel?” A dent formed between Elias’ eyebrows.
“Elias,” I huffed, frustrated. Ever since they had taken vials of my blood, he’d been on edge. He was definitely fixating on me to distract himself.
“As fine as I was when you asked twenty minutes ago.”
The doctor entered, and she swept a look over everyone, ending up focusing on me with a smile.
“And you must be their Omega,” she murmured. “Your Alphas are quite anxious about your bonds.” Instead of waiting for a response from me, she went straight to the computer,tapping at the keys. “But they weren’t wrong in fearing. Now, we have some good and some bad news,” she rolled to face me. “I tested all of your blood against your two Scent Matches’.” She swung to look at Elias.
“Her blood recoils from yours, confirming my suspicion, based on what you told me happened, Mr. Greymont. Your Omega is suffering from stage two Bond Sickness.”
“How can we fix it?” Kyan said, rushed. It wasn’t until now that I really looked at him. The fluorescent overhead lights let me. Dark circles smudged underneath his eyes, and he wasn’t the only one. Elias looked exhausted. The one that looked relatively okay was Sinclair.
“That’s the bad news. There is no immediate cure, but it’s better than the alternatives. We just have to turn this around before itbecomeslevel three. From there on out, you’re hitting danger levels.”
“That doesn’t answerhowwe fix it,” Elias bit out.
I shot him a glare.
Dr. Katri laughed, and I met her gaze.
“Your Alphas are quite protective.” She chuckled again. “Well, Mr. Greymont, the answer isn’t one you’ll like, but it’s time.” She rolled further out from behind her desk and pressed her hands together. “Right now, her biology is rejecting yours. Usually, we see this in Omegas who don’t trust their Alphas. Like I said, there are plenty of studies currently being conducted, but it’s easier for scientists to determine the after-effects, not the cause.” She turned to Elias.
“She needs to be comfortable, she needs patience.” Her chastising tone turned harsher. “She’s your Omega, and her well-being must be first.”
Elias’ lips thinned, but he didn’t say anything, which was saying a lot more.
“I do want to keep an eye on this, so I’m going to get a few dates lined up for you to get your blood drawn. I’ll test the reactivity of it then.”
“Okay,” I agreed.
