Totally healthy

The clock was striking to midnight and an hour had passed by since the horrific moment yet I couldn't get any sleep.

I wasn't going to.

I felt pain.

My body felt lifeless as I lay sprawled across the pillow top mattress. Darkness surrounded me, leaving me nervous yet curious of my whereabouts. Where am I? I was in an unknown room. The only objects that I could notice was the bed and the single window which allowed a gleam of light to shine through. I looked at the moon. Its crocket smile seemed to be taunting me. My eyes brows knitted in anger.

I was in pain both physically and mentally. 

 Throughout my years of living, what Alpha ordered was the most terrific thing I had ever faced. Yes I have been getting punishments and my body heals faster but this time I felt betrayed. And it was so paining. 

The moment the guard put me on the bed in this room, my body started healing but mentally I wasn't. 

Memories were flowing in my head.

Everything about the mate, the moon goddess chose for me. 

I knew him ever since I was born as an omega. I used to watch the way my fellow omegas were treated. 

During that time, the Alpha's cruelty had no limits. Three years ago, a shewolf found her mate in the Druid Pack. She begged Alpha to release her. But he hated her mate, so he told her the price of her freedom was her innocence.

She had to give herself to him, to do whatever he wanted with her body, no matter how vile or degrading or painful it was-just so that he could enjoy the sadistic pleasure of damaging her beyond repair and leaving her mate to deal with the fall out

He has always been ruthless since I was a child and currently to make matters worse, the moon goddess chose him as my mate. 

Throughout the years he didn’t have a mate but he had whores he always slept with.

Currently he had some bitch called Calla. 

An image of him making love and fucking her hardly to Calla invaded my thoughts. Thoughts of Calla and me being his mate made me to feel more pain. The pain was crippling. I hunched forward and panted, pushing the horrible reality out of my brain.

"Shit!", I gasped when I heard the door being opened out of the blue. I didn't bother raising my head to see who had entered in the room. I could smell him already. 

"What are you doing here?",

"Have you come to take me back to the cell?", I asked with out turning to look at him.

"Be care ful of the way you talk to me", He snarled.

"And what makes you think you are going back there? Just because you aren't in the cells, doesn't mean you aren't a prisoner here." He added then I heard his footsteps heading towards me.

Just hearing his footsteps made my heart to beat faster than before.

"Get up, the doctor wants to meet you", He spoke.

"Wait, what?", I asked kinda surprised. What the hell was he really speaking about. It was already late in the night to be taken in the hospital. 

 "Yes , I have to make sure you're healthy."

"Why wouldn't I be? Don't I look healthy?" I spread my hands around. I definitely wasn't dying anytime soon even though I was punished to hell and my insides were working just perfectly fine.

"Don't tell me your nonsense", Before I could reply, he gripped my hand and yanked me out of the room.

When I said that the Alpha was ruthless, i meant it and the next thing I knew, I was in a doctor's office. It was night but he didn’t care at all.

It was a long hour at the doctor's office. The woman working there checked everything-my weight, my wolf, my teeth, my hair, my blood and she even went ahead and pushed an cold object inside me. After torturing me for an hour, she began with her questions while the Alpha stood beside me, eager to know the answers.

"Have you ever been pregnant before?"

"No." I furrowed my brows together at the sound of that question. She clearly saw me from down there.

The same, unusual kind of questions continued for another hour. She asked about my family history, whether we had any sickness or illness in our blood, my menstrual cycle, my alcohol or smoking habits, whether I was on any drugs or not.

"Well, everything seems clear to me. We will wait for the blood tests to return and then we can confirm that she's perfectly healthy." The doctor said to the Alpha instead of me. She tucked away a few papers and bought a few more forward. "Her family history is clear of any diseases as well. Although..." Her head turned to me and I knew what was coming. "You told me that you don't have your father, how did he die again?"

I studied her face for a moment. I have been answering her politely during the first minutes but now I was irritated. "He was killed. I've mentioned that twice already." I snapped at her.

"Oh, yes, the attack of the rogues." She stopped blabbering for a second and then continued. "Did that leave you with any kind of trauma?"

"No." I retorted angrily.

"All right. Everything's good then. We should be able to see something in the following month or so." She gave me a warm smile while patting the papers above her desk.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. She meant pregnancy but to hell with her. 

I would have replied to her but I was feeling weak and tired already.

I never even agreed to getting checked up and getting my holes examined. But, it was already done and I was simply glad everything came out normal.

The moment the Alpha knew that, he said okay then matched out.

He left me sitting in the chair, not forgetting to bang the door pretty hard before he left.

The doctor only gave me a sad smile but I glared at her and also went to my new temporary room.