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"So, more horniness. Great." I sigh. "As if I'm not distracted enough already."
She laughs. "Embrace it. The connection between you and your Alphas will help sustain you through the pregnancy."
"Are there any dietary restrictions I should know about?"
"The usual pregnancy guidelines apply. No raw fish, limit caffeine, increase protein intake." She hands me a pamphlet. "This outlines everything, including recommended supplements."
The door opens, and Evan returns. One look at his face tells me something is wrong. His jaw is clenched, and a muscle ticks in his cheek—his tell when he's angry but trying to hide it.
"Everything okay?" I ask.
"We need to go," he says, his voice tight. "Dr. Marianna, thank you for your time."
The doctor looks between us, sensing the tension. "Of course. Dahlia, I want to see you again in two weeks. Sooner, if you notice any changes."
I nod and slide off the exam table. "Thank you."
Evan helps me with my coat. We say our goodbyes and head toward the exit. The moment we're alone in the elevator, I turn to him.
"What happened? Who called?"
He stares straight ahead. "Leo. There's a situation we need to address."
"What kind of situation?"
The elevator doors open, and he guides me toward the exit. "Not here."
We reach the car, and he holds the door for me. Once we're both inside and the privacy partition is up, I grab his arm.
"Tell me what's going on. Now."
Evan runs a hand through his hair, messing up its perfect styling. "It's Axl."
He pulls out his phone and shows me the trending topic. "#AxlValentineCancel is trending nationwide."
Chapter 5 - Axl
"Axl Valentine's secret harem: Inside the rock star's breeding cult."
I stare at the headline on my phone and want to throw it against the wall. The article beneath it is worse.
"Sources close to the situation reveal that Valentine shares his home with three other men, all romantically involved with Dr. Dahlia Baldwin, the geneticist who rose to fame after discovering the cure for the Crimson Plague. Baldwin is reportedly pregnant with Valentine's child, though questions remain about paternity given the unusual living arrangement…
The photo below shows me leaving our estate with Dahlia, her small baby bump visible in the zoomed-in shot. Some paparazziasshole must have used a telephoto lens from the woods surrounding our property.
"This is such bullshit," I mutter, scrolling through more comments.
"Shifter rockstar keeps pregnant Omega as sex slave."
"Valentine and three other men force a scientist into a bizarre breeding experiment."
"Exclusive: Inside Axl Valentine's depraved shifter sex cult."
"What kind of sick experiments are they doing in that house? #ShifterThreat"
"Always knew rock stars were pervs, but this is next level. #AxlValentineCancel"
"That poor woman is probably being held against her will. Someone should rescue her!"
