Chapter 2 DNA Test and Result

Chapter 2. DNA Test and Result

I couldn't sleep the whole night and I knew it was the same with Michael. He stayed far away from me on the bed, with his face opposite mine throughout the night.

I was more concerned about Michaels actions and reactions towards me after Spiffy's gibberish talk than the outcome of the DNA test.

I was certain the child would be Michaels,we have had multiple mating bonds, and so the child would be Michaels as I walked to the bathroom to take my bath.

Doctor Rogers was waiting for us at Rogers hospital which was one of his hospitals in Moon hills as Michael had told him we were coming. In his office I could see a microscope, his stethoscope across his neck, the weighing scale beside the door and a small bed placed on a stretcher behind the curtain.

“Why do you want to have a DNA test”? Dr Rogers inquired, smiling as he peered at me and then to Micheal.

“Do you not trust her” he smiled at Michael as he calligraphed some words in the test sheet on the table.

We were quiet throughout the car ride to the hospital and even in doctor Rogers office the quietness lingered.

“We do trust ourselves Doctor”, “we only want to scoff at some intruders”,I had to break the silence.

“By intruder you mean to say who”?he inquired, raising his head from the table and placing his eyes on me.

“Just some reckless fellow”, “do not bother much doctor, they will be kept in their place soon”,then I looked at Michael who has not smiled for over 24 hours, his face blank.

“Alright” doctor Rogers accepted, looking at the unsmiling Micheal with a broad grin on his face.

“Come over to the bed, let me take the blood sample of the baby”, he gestured to me in the direction of the bed.

“You will feel a pinch on your stomach where I'll insert the injection”, “but it won't hurt much”, he said this to pacify my curiosity. I nodded in acknowledgement.

When he was done with me, he turned to Micheal, “it's your turn now Michael”, “I'll take a strand of your hair and your blood”.

Still quiet like a corpse Michael stretched his hands towards the table to the doctor without saying a word and giving a flinch even when the syringe pierced his veins.

“!Done!"Doctor Rogers erupted under his breath, “you will get your results tomorrow morning”, "I'll give you a call then once the result is ready he implied”, he spoke, still smiling like a clown at us.

“Thank you doctor”, Michael spoke for the first time as he walked out of the door not minding if I followed behind or not.

I was surprised to see Jasmine's at our house after the solemn and slow ride home.

“Good morning alpha Michael”, she greeted him, “Thank you” he replied as he walked to his room not smiling and hugging her as before.

“What is wrong with him”?, she beckoned at me, without saying a word, I shrugged my shoulders giving a sign of I don't know.

“Where are you guys coming from this morning with Michael wearing a frown”?, she said tapping my shoulders.

“From the hospital” I said, feigning a smile and “less I forget I saw you with a phone on my wedding night but after then I no longer see you with the phone”.

Her face breaking into a smile, she yelled “Oh yes the phone is Spiffy's”, “I had given it back to him”.

“So what did the doctor say she asked, smiling at me ”?.

“It's nothing”, I shrugged my shoulders “Spiffy claims the child in my womb is his so we went to prove him wrong”.

“You mean you went for a DNA test”?, she inserted, “Exactly” I interrupted as I took off my velvet purple gown I wore to the hospital.

“He showed up yesterday with that phone I saw you with and showed us a video of my intimate moments with him and intended to claim ownership of the baby”.

“Oh! that dunce Spiffy, always showing up where he is not needed” she bellowed, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders.

“Tomorrow morning the result will be out”. I spoke excited about it as Jasmine sat opposite me smiling and holding my hands said “it would be fine”.

“Yes,it will be fine”,I agreed to her not so innocent words.

The next morning doctor Rogers call came in, the call we had all been waiting for as I and jasmine dashed into the room Michael was in to listen to the conversation.

“Michael, I think there is a problem”. I could hear Doctor Rogers' concerned voice from the other end of the phone.

“What is the problem doctor?, “tell me”, Michael said, getting up on his feet and pacing about in the room.

“From the result your blood sample and hair trait didn't match with that of the child in your mates womb”.

“I'm afraid to say the child does not belong to you Michael '', the phone fell off Micheal's hand with doctor Rogers saying “please take it easy on your mate”.

It was Jasmine who picked up the phone as I was already feeling light headed. Michael looked at me in bewilderment, unable to say a word.

I held my stomach like I wanted to scoff the life out of the creature forming in my womb while Jasmine held onto me saying “calm down”.

My eyes were churning red with tears like streams flowing down my jawline, my loud sobs could be heard from miles away as Jasmine said to me.

“How did it happen”? “Did you really have sex with him a week before your wedding”?.

“I don't know what happened” I sobbed loudly, “I can't remember what happened that day either” as she dabbed my back with her palm.

“Get yourself ready, Michael spoke “tomorrow I'll reject you as my mate”, “I can't continue in this failed relationship”, “do not be late either”, Michael said amidst tears in his eyes and I knew he left the room in a hurry to avoid me seeing him shed tears.