Page 71 of His Temporary Alpha Mate
“Of course.” Blake fell silent. “I’m going to have to get some other opinions on this. I don’t know enough about the situation to decide either way.” He fished his cell out of his pocket and made a call.
The phone rang and rang. “Aldrin,” came the alpha healer’s voice. “Sorry, I was with a patient, Alpha.”
“I thought James kept your phone on him,” Blake was smiling affectionately. These were his grandparents thanks to his mating with Kade.
“He’s making me leave it places now we have a trainee healer.”
“How’s Grady coming along?”
“He’s not as powerful as Hiroshi. No one is really, but he’s strong considering this is all new to him. You didn’t call to speak about that did you? James made me write a report.”
“No, I’ve got Larken here. He’s asked to use a fertility booster on Dalton, with his mate’s permission of course, for the upcoming heat. They’ve only got a few days to go. What d’you think about it?”
Aldrin was quiet for a moment. Then there was the sound of footsteps. “He isn’t technically my patient because they were under the testing. I’ll confer with Ívarr and get back to you within the next hour.”
They said their goodbyes and Blake pocketed his phone. “Can you wait that long?”
“My shift starts soon, but if you want to text me, that’s fine.” I saw Winter return with the drinks in a holder and a basket. “Let me help.”
We had barely gotten back to the office when Blake’s phone rang again. He glanced at the screen before answering and putting it on speaker.
“Hey, Teagan, how are you?”
“I’m fine, thank you, Alpha. I’m with Ívarr and Aldrin. Since I was the one who oversaw the testing for Larken and Dalton, Ívarr wanted my opinion,” she explained.
“Makes sense. What do you think about the fertility booster? I think it would be helpful for Dalton’s mental state even if it should fail to give the results they want.”
I was glad to be on the same page as my Alpha. Having him onside for this meant it was more likely to happen.
All I wanted was Dalton to be happy. If this got him closer to his dream, then I would do it. No question. Selfishly, there was a part of me who wanted this, too. A baby made out of love for my mate.
“We all agree.”
The air whooshed from my lungs. I feared they wouldn’t see the merit in it.
“Ívarr discussed Dalton’s ability with him and Dalton expressed some concern about his ability to conceive,” Teagan continued.
This was news to me. Sure, we had discussed how quickly he healed. He had demonstrated the ability. It was so quick it barely looked like he was hurt at all! He hadn’t mentioned his fertility, though. Was he worried I’d reject him over it? Whatever happened, I was staying with him. All I wanted to do was give us a fighting chance.
“We believe using a potion may override his ability and allow conception. How his extra healing will affect the pregnancy is pure conjecture. We have to… what’s the saying? Cross that bridge when we come to it,” Ívarr chimed in.
“For his mental health alone, we agree using a potion, or perhaps two potions, would be beneficial. Then there is peace of mind he has tried everything. Then we can look into closer detail what may be going on there.” Aldrin added his opinion.
“Thank you all. I will check with Dalton myself before ordering the potions to be made. Ívarr, would Michaella be able to make them or should we contact the coven?”
“I believe she will be willing as long as there is consent from Dalton. Please let me know if he gives his go ahead for this.”
Michaella was not only our midwife and an amazing nurse who looked after our betas during the sickness, she was also a fantastic witch and engaged to Ívarr. They were expecting their first child, a miracle baby after over fifty years of infertility for the elves. Their soul-bond had made it possible.
The Alpha ended the call.
“I’ll just call Dalton right now and let you get to your shift, okay?”
“Thank you, Alpha.”
I watched him set up for a video call. “It’s better if I can read his expression when I ask him,” he said at my frown. “Stay off to the side and be quiet. I want this to be his choice without your influence.”
Okay, that was fair, if not a little harsh. I would never try to sway Dalton’s opinions. Blake likely knew that, but it didn’t hurt to check. He was responsible for all of us, though I knew the omegas were special to him.
