enough to fall asleep.
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It took two days until the physician had called her back into his office to give her the news.
"I hav e good news and bad news," he told her with what attempted to be a friendly smile, but upon looking into his brown eyes, Bridgette could see how wary he was of the situation. He was looking at her differently than he had before. Something was definitely wrong. “Which would you like first?”
"Bad," Bridgette said quickly and firmly. She tried to sit and managed to accomplish the feat, but her anxiety built, and to release it, she subconsciously began to jiggle her left leg. "Bad news first." And then, upon further thinking, added, "Please."
Doctor Cooper tried to smile upon hearing the last word, but it was strained in vain. Instead, he forced his eyes down to the paperwork in his grasp, trying to think about how to explain his findings to her without upsetting her. He slid his glasses up the bridge of his beak-like nose. She couldn't be too emotional. Not with the information he held in his hands. He cleared his throat, shuffling the pages, but that did little good with helping him find the proper diction to sound reassuring. diction to use as explanation.
"Okay," he finally drawled, slow and articulated. "The bad news is…" He forced himself to look into her eyes. " Your DNA showed evidence of your attacker, but after what you told me, we already knew it was Marcus Sterling who did this to you. Because he is the Alpha male of his pack, he is the most powerful wolf in the area. He also has the strongest amount of venom. A small bite could literally turn a human being into a werewolf if that was his intention."
"He turned me?" Bridgette panicked, her eyes going wide. "You're saying I'm a werewolf?"
"No," the physician clarified, shaking his head. "Not yet, at least. Now, Miss Barker, it is imperative that you calm down right now. You cannot overreact or get too emotional in your state."
"You make it sound as if I'm pregnant," she said, her voice still shaky. She began to twirl her ponytail around her index finger, trying to get her body to relax. It was the hardest thing she ever tried to do, and it should be noted that she didn't quite accomplish it. Her leg still jiggled.
"Well, you're not," Cooper told her flatly, giving the young woman a flat stare. "And it's no time for jokes, Miss Barker. Marcus Sterling's venom has mixed thoroughly with your bloodstream. Even though it is a mere bite, his venom has spread to the point where a blood transfusion would be impossible."
“So…. What does this mean?” she bit out before clenching her teeth.
“It means I cannot conclude one way or the other what is happening to you,” he told her. “I have no idea what Sterling’s intentions were when he bit you. You could be a werewolf, but you could also still be human with his DNA fused with yours.”
" So I could be a werewolf? Can you at least tell me when I'm going to change? Is that the good news?"
"I'm afraid not," Cooper said solemnly, shaking his head. "Your change could be spontaneous. We have no record of an Alpha male selecting a human mate on record so there's no way for us to know when you’re expected to transform , if you transform."
"So what's the good news, exactly, because I'm not sure there is any at this point," Bridgette snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't exactly mad at the physician; she knew he was just doing his job, but she was incredibly frustrated with herself and furious with that wolf, the bastard.
Bridgette glanced around the windowless room. It was small, filled with various medical equipment. It was confining. It was getting difficult to breathe. "I can't get his DNA out of my body?” she said, her voice rising with every word. She needed to calm down, but even putting her hand over her heart wasn’t working. “I literally have no choice in the matter? There is no way I would ever want to become his… his mate,