I watched as Hermione shivered in her seat. The doctor was still looking at the strip on the table, and I was praying that the test result would come out negative because truthfully, I would rather not have a family with Hermione yet, and I wasn’t even mentally in a place where I could do that.
It’s been months since I rejected my mate, but I was still struggling to heal from the pain of Pandora’s acceptance of the rejection and the fact that she now had a mate who was treating her better than I could ever have.
“Well, congratulations Alpha and Luna, you are pregnant” the doctor announced.
Hermione stood up abruptly and then passed out. I guessed that she was also very surprised to hear the news of the pregnancy.
The doctor caught her before she fell, and I rushed to her side. I carried her and gently placed her on the couch. I stretched out her legs and removed her sandals, her fine delicate feet slipping out of the shoes.
I massaged them a little while I waited for the doctor to get water from my bathroom to douse Hermione with.
He came in a few seconds later and sprinkled the water on Hermione. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me to grasp what had happened. I locked eyes with her, and it obviously acted as a reminder for her because she burst into tears.
The doctor motioned for me to calm down and sat down beside her.
“Hello, Luna. What seems to be the problem?” He asked courteously.
When she didn’t answer him, I wanted to go close to her, but he mouthed that I should wait. I strolled away from there to my desk and sat down.
“I didn’t know I was pregnant. I am not ready, doctor. I want to take it out.” I heard her say to the doctor. I immediately stood up and went to her side, fuming in rage and anger.
“You will do no such thing. Did you wish to kill my child? My blood?” I snarled angrily at her.
“No, I was just… Just… Suggesting.” She stammered her reply, her body shaking at the full wrath of my anger.
“I’ll bring her to the hospital tomorrow for proper registration, and then we can run other tests. Thank you, Doctor, ” I thanked the doctor and walked him to the door after he advised that Hermione should be allowed to get a lot of rest.
“Do whatever you can to help the Luna relax. She seemed exhausted and stressed. Do you know if she is involving herself in any strenuous activities?” He asked me, his eyes darting around me.
“I do not know what she is doing. She usually just stayed in her chambers.” I replied, pretending not to notice the doctor’s eyes scanning me. I felt uncomfortable under his hawk-like gaze, like a child stripped naked for a chill afternoon bath.
“Alright then. I’ll prescribe some medication for her tomorrow when you both come. Once again, congratulations Alpha” he greeted and left, shutting the door gently on his way out.
I turned around and walked to Hermione. She was still sitting on the sofa.
“You are keeping the baby. I will be fully responsible for you and the baby until I can get the DNA test done. If the child is mine, well good for us. I do not feel like discussing what will happen if the pregnancy turns out not to have been fathered by me.” I threatened her, upset that she had even thought about hurting a baby that could most likely be mine.
“I’m sorry I spoke about an abortion. I didn’t want you to think I was still scheming. I really love you, Derrick.” She begged and tried to kneel for me.
“Sit up Hermione. Do not do that.” I ordered her, not wanting to hurt her anymore since she could be carrying my baby.
“Do you think we would ever go back to how we used to be Derrick?” she asked me.
“I don’t know Hermione. You should let things go back to normal naturally. I am no longer sure of what I feel for you” I scoffed and sat on the sofa opposite the one that Hermione was sitting on.
“You’ll move into another room, I’ll treat you right, but you are not allowed to interfere or have an opinion about any of my affairs. I do not want to see you around me so much. I will give you whatever you want. Lots of money and any other thing you women want. All I request is that you stay on your own and let me stay on mine” I finished and crossed my legs gently.
“What kind of relationship are we going to have if you treat me like I am some sort of plague?” She asked me.
“Well, I do not know. That is the only way to save yourself from the impending doom that I already planned to unleash on you before the news of the pregnancy.” I answered her, not sparing her feelings as I bared my mind out.
I have been wondering why the spell did not work on me for long. Not only that, but I was planning to find out who had ample knowledge about love spells.
“Undo what you did. I need you to do that for me, Hermione. Do you think you can?” I asked, knowing fully well that she would not say no so as not to risk my wrath.
“I will do that tomorrow, Derrick. I am sorry. I sincerely hope you still love me after this” she said, her voice small and scared.
My heart hurt and broke into a million pieces when I heard the fear in her voice. Even though I was upset with her, I gathered her close and kissed her gently on the lips.
“Thank you for that,” she said when I broke off the kiss. Her gratitude brought laughter to my mouth and I went in for a deeper kiss, hoping I could possibly stop feeling this deep sadness I was feeling from deep within me.