The Alpha's Stripper Mate: Sold To Be His.-Chapter 92

NYLAH

I almost turned around and walked away from Ivy, but she called me back.

"Nylah?" Her voice was like an innocent little cat’s voice. Just before it lures its prey and devours it.

I turned around again. Sofia saw her already as well, and she just stared at the lady, waiting for what she would say.

"You are in charge of the hospital, right?" She asked with her voice dripped with honey.

"Yes, we are in charge." I included Sofia in it.

Ivy nodded calculatively and walked around the hospital a step at a time.

Ivy and I followed her with our eyes as we watched her study the place like it was a museum.

She turned around to face us.

"Nice place." She said, her gaze on me alone.

I just stood in place, with no expression on my face. Watching her, waiting for her to say the reason for her coming to the hospital.

Perhaps she was here to threaten me to stay away from her soon to be husband just like she did before.

"Nylah, I wanted to see you and talk to you." She started, staring at me with those puppy eyes.

"I need you to check me out, I want to make sure everything is okay in my tummy. You know I will be having the Alpha’s son soon." She paused and broke into a forced laughter.

"I know I don’t take these things seriously but the Alpha told me while we were getting intimate the other night, that he would like an heir soon so I thought to consult the head of the pack hospital to tell me if there are any supplements I should take or work on my stress level." She explained all the while smiling sheepishly.

I swallowed hard, pushing down the bile that was rising fast in my chest.

"I think you are mistaken. We only treat wounds and emergency cases. There’s no way I can determine that you are fertile to bear the Alpha an heir."

"I think the hospital should be your go-to." I explained and suggested, but Ivy didn’t seem to like that.

She folded her hands one on top of the other and stared daggers at me.

"Are you indirectly saying that you are not qualified to run the hospital? I can tell my father about this, you know? And someone who is more qualified and fit to run this hospital will take over as soon as possible." She retorted.

Sofia was staring daggers at her at this point, but she couldn’t do more than that. Not when we had eyes on our backs,waiting for us to make one wrong move.

I knew just how crucial it was for Sofia and I to keep running the pack hospital. The hospital, just like the food source, was a vital place in the pack, and if it’s exposed to the enemy, the pack will be brought down without a fight.

Although I was disappointed and crossed with Xavier, I didn’t want to leave the pack exposed.

"Lie down on the bed in the other room." I replied, sucking up to everything that had just been thrown my way.

After all, I was nothing but a slave who had a debt to pay back in the first place. There’s no need to feel bad about Xavier finding himself a befitting mate.

Ivy huffed and strutted to the room I instructed her to go into.

I was about to follow her in when Sofia pulled me back.

"You shouldn’t be doing this." She said with a fierce look on her face. I could hear the pain in her voice as well.

I patted her hand where she held me and gave her a reassuring smile.

"It’s fine. I’ll just run a few checks and be out in a bit." She didn’t buy my words, of course. They were not enough to convince her, but there was nothing much she could do.

I peeled her hand gently from mine and proceeded to the room where Ivy had already laid waiting for me.

"I need you to pull your underwear before we begin and lie with your legs spread wide." I instructed when I walked in.

Ivy, who had laid down, initially sat up with a smugish expression and began to peel her undies in front of me.

"You know, this check might be useless if I end up getting pregnant from all the sex we’ve had these few days." She decided it was right to dish out unsought information.

"I’ve been meaning to ask." She started again.

"Do you have any tips on how to get Xavier really into it? He’s always on top and leading, but I want to show him that I am a handful as well. Let’s not forget the fact that he is massive..." she dragged the last word, her eyes widened at the last word as well.

"He is not an easy one to tame, but I thought I would get some tips from you since you have had different men come into you. It’s kind of what you do..." she finished and regarded me with a clueless and innocent look.

I swallowed again. This was not the first time she referred to me as a slut. Even at the party, she was enjoying it when that arrogant Male grabbed my waist and insinuated that I was a slut.

"Open your legs wide." I instructed after wearing my gloves and grabbing the scanner that looked like a stretcher.

"The lubricant is cold, you might feel a bit uncomfortable." I added before inserting it into her p*ssy. She let out a little moan at the impact but was silent after that.

"I guess you just finished seeing your period. Your eggs are still small but in a week and some days time, they will be mature enough to get fertilised." I informed and she rubbed her tummy with a satisfied smile.

"That’s good news."

I pulled the scanner from her vagina and the screen went blank.

Ivy sat up and cleaned herself up.

"You know, you couldn’t have walked out on Gunner at the party yesterday. He can be an arse but he does treat his mistresses well." She referred to the incident that left me heartbroken the previous night and I couldn’t hold myself back any longer.

"Oh, it’s strange that you know that information. Are you or have you been one of his mistresses before?" I asked before I could stop myself and her face turned red.