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“I’m sure the doctors you’ve gone to are great. Still, since you’re here and you’ve been through quite a lot in the past few days.” He pauses, his eyes flickering to Chance.
“I would love it if you could indulge an old doctor and allow me to run a few tests. Just to make sure everything’s in working order.”
His cheeks wrinkle as that smile of his returns.
“Besides, the most excitement I’ve had lately is when one of the newly shifted pups got stung by a bee causing his snout to swell.” He looks up at Chance. “Turns out Richie Jr. is allergic to bees.” He tuts.
“Nothing a little ointment couldn’t fix. That and great shifter genes that had him healed in no time.”
Chance gives a nearly imperceptible nod of his head.
“Sure,” I finally say, shrugging. “I don’t see the harm.” I’m sure he won’t find anything, but if he needs some entertainment, why not?
“Oh.” I suddenly remember. “After our exam, maybe you can give me a prescription for some iron pills?”
“Iron pills?” A wrinkle appears as his forehead creases in confusion.
“Yes, I left them behind in my motel room.” I turn to Chance. “That, along with much of my makeup and other products. But since we’re here at the doctor…” I trail off before turning to face Dr. Drake.
“That’s the only health issue I’ve had. I have low iron so I’ve been on pills for years. Usually, my mother gets my prescription refilled, but since I’m here, would you be able to create a prescription for me? I’m sure there’s a pharmacy not too far from here, right?”
The confusion on the doctor’s face doesn’t go away completely, but it dissolves slightly as he says, “Yes, there is one in town. Once we get these tests over with and analyzed I can write out your prescription.”
“Thank you,” I say, relieved. “My mother…” I trail off.
“Oh gosh.” I clutch Chance’s arm. “My mother.” I haven’t spoken to her in two days. I’m sure she must be worried.
How am I going to explain to her about Ashley?
The truth is, I’m not in a huge rush to speak with either one of my parents, but I’m certain they must be worried.
I tell Chance all of this.
“We’ll get you in contact with your parents once we’re done with Dr. Drake and you’ve had an opportunity to eat.”
His voice is so calm and steady. So much so that I just want to lean on him for support. Despite having slept in the truck much of the way here, while he did all of the driving, I’m feeling wrung out.
And he says ‘we’ as if we’re in this together. Like no matter what happens, I can rely on him.
I only have one thought as I follow Dr. Drake to his office so we can get these tests over and done with:God, I hope that’s true.
CHAPTER 12
Chance
“You’ve been taking them for years?” I ask Emery as I help her out of my truck.
While Dr. Drake was doing some of his tests with Emery, I took the injured wolf to one of the caves in the mountains, which we sometimes use for ‘interrogations.’
A word my father often used to use to mean torture.
The results of Dr. Drake tests won’t be available until tomorrow at the earliest. So, I’ve brought Emery to our pack’s gathering spot for dinner.
Chael’s home.
Though my brother and his wife are out of town for their honeymoon, the pack still meets here for shared meals.
“Yes,” she says, replying to my question about the iron pills.