Page 55 of The Alpha's Sin
I never even think of Dirk anymore. Not the money, not the betrayal, not the way he left me. None of it matters. As long as I have Logan, I have everything.
But what I don’t know—what I can’t possibly imagine—is that a big surprise is waiting for me.
Something that will change my life forever.
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POPPY
Logan and I sit side by side in the clinic’s waiting room, the cheap vinyl chairs creaking every time I shift. I keep one hand resting protectively on my belly. I’m showing now, just a little curve, and it makes everything feel so much more real.
Still, my nerves are eating me alive. My palms are sweaty. All I can think about is that cold wand from the first trimester—how invasive it felt, how exposed I was. My cheeks heat just remembering.
Logan’s big hand covers mine, warm and steady.
“Relax, sweetheart,” he rumbles softly. “It’ll be fine.”
Before I can reply, the door opens and Dr. Elizabeth smiles at us.
“Poppy, Logan—come on back.”
I trail behind Logan, my heart pounding. The exam room is cool, too cool, and I shiver as I perch on the edge of the padded table.
“Um, do I have to take everything off from the waist down again?” I ask uncertainly. “So you can use that, um, wand thingy on me?”
Dr. Elizabeth must see the look on my face and realize how much I’m dreading it because she pats my arm comfortingly.
“No wand today. You’re far enough along now for a standard abdominal ultrasound. We’ll just put some gel on your tummy and use the probe over the surface. Much more comfortable.”
Relief rushes through me and I sag back against the exam table.
“Oh thank God.”
Dr. Elizabeth laughs.
“I know—nobody likes the wand. Okay, let’s see what we have today.”
She dims the lights, spreads warm gel across my belly, and starts scanning. At first I hear only the soft hum of the machine as I feel the firm and steady pressure of the transducer on my belly. (That’s the name of the thing they rub across you to get the ultrasound images, in case you’re interested.)
Dr. Elizabeth hums softly under her breath and everything seems to be going fine. Then her expression changes—her eyes widen and her mouth quirks in surprise.
I’ve been watching her face and when I see that look my heart fists in my chest.
“What? What is it? Something’s wrong, isn’t it?” I can hear the panic in my own voice but I can’t control it.
“No, no,” Dr. Elizabeth says quickly, her tone reassuring. “Nothing is wrong. Quite the opposite. Here—have a look.” She tilts the monitor so we can see. “Remember how I suspected Secundus Calor—Second Heat? This confirms it.”
Logan leans forward, his jaw tight.
“How can you tell? I mean…other than her milk coming in early.”
Dr. Elizabeth points to the screen.
“Here. Look. That flicker? That’s a second heartbeat. Poppy, you’re carrying a double pregnancy.”
I blink at her, stunned.
“You mean… twins?”
