Chapter 2. DNA Test and Result
I couldn't sleep the whole night and I knew it was the same with Michael. He stayed far away from me on the bed, with his face opposite mine throughout the night. I was more concerned about Michaels actions and reactions towards me after Spiffy's gibberish talk than the outcome of the DNA test. I was certain the child would be Michaels,we have had multiple mating bonds, and so the child would be Michaels as I walked to the bathroom to take my bath. Doctor Rogers was waiting for us at Rogers hospital which was one of his hospitals in Moon hills as Michael had told him we were coming. In his office I could see a microscope, his stethoscope across his neck, the weighing scale beside the door and a small bed placed on a stretcher behind the curtain. “Why do you want to have a DNA test”? Dr Rogers inquired, smiling as he peered at me and then to Micheal. “Do you not trust her” he smiled at Michael as he calligraphed some words in the test sheet on the table. We were quiet throughout the car ride to the hospital and even in doctor Rogers office the quietness lingered. “We do trust ourselves Doctor”, “we only want to scoff at some intruders”,I had to break the silence. “By intruder you mean to say who”?he inquired, raising his head from the table and placing his eyes on me. “Just some reckless fellow”, “do not bother much doctor, they will be kept in their place soon”,then I looked at Michael who has not smiled for over 24 hours, his face blank. “Alright” doctor Rogers accepted, looking at the unsmiling Micheal with a broad grin on his face. “Come over to the bed, let me take the blood sample of the baby”, he gestured to me in the direction of the bed. “You will feel a pinch on your stomach where I'll insert the injection”, “but it won't hurt much”, he said this to pacify my curiosity. I nodded in acknowledgement. When he was done with me, he turned to Micheal, “it's your turn now Michael”, “I'll take a strand of your hair and your blood”. Still quiet like a corpse Michael stretched his hands towards the table to the doctor without saying a word and giving a flinch even when the syringe pierced his veins. “!Done!"Doctor Rogers erupted under his breath, “you will get your results tomorrow morning”, "I'll give you a call then once the result is ready he implied”, he spoke, still smiling like a clown at us. “Thank you doctor”, Michael spoke for the first time as he walked out of the door not minding if I followed behind or not. I was surprised to see Jasmine's at our house after the solemn and slow ride home. “Good morning alpha Michael”, she greeted him, “Thank you” he replied as he walked to his room not smiling and hugging her as before. “What is wrong with him”?, she beckoned at me, without saying a word, I shrugged my shoulders giving a sign of I don't know. “Where are you guys coming from this morning with Michael wearing a frown”?, she said tapping my shoulders. “From the hospital” I said, feigning a smile and “less I forget I saw you with a phone on my wedding night but after then I no longer see you with the phone”. Her face breaking into a smile, she yelled “Oh yes the phone is Spiffy's”, “I had given it back to him”. “So what did the doctor say she asked, smiling at me ”?. “It's nothing”, I shrugged my shoulders “Spiffy claims the child in my womb is his so we went to prove him wrong”. “You mean you went for a DNA test”?, she inserted, “Exactly” I interrupted as I took off my velvet purple gown I wore to the hospital. “He showed up yesterday with that phone I saw you with and showed us a video of my intimate moments with him and intended to claim ownership of the baby”. “Oh! that dunce Spiffy, always showing up where he is not needed” she bellowed, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. “Tomorrow morning the result will be out”. I spoke excited about it as Jasmine sat opposite me smiling and holding my hands said “it would be fine”. “Yes,it will be fine”,I agreed to her not so innocent words. The next morning doctor Rogers call came in, the call we had all been waiting for as I and jasmine dashed into the room Michael was in to listen to the conversation. “Michael, I think there is a problem”. I could hear Doctor Rogers' concerned voice from the other end of the phone. “What is the problem doctor?, “tell me”, Michael said, getting up on his feet and pacing about in the room. “From the result your blood sample and hair trait didn't match with that of the child in your mates womb”. “I'm afraid to say the child does not belong to you Michael '', the phone fell off Micheal's hand with doctor Rogers saying “please take it easy on your mate”. It was Jasmine who picked up the phone as I was already feeling light headed. Michael looked at me in bewilderment, unable to say a word. I held my stomach like I wanted to scoff the life out of the creature forming in my womb while Jasmine held onto me saying “calm down”. My eyes were churning red with tears like streams flowing down my jawline, my loud sobs could be heard from miles away as Jasmine said to me. “How did it happen”? “Did you really have sex with him a week before your wedding”?. “I don't know what happened” I sobbed loudly, “I can't remember what happened that day either” as she dabbed my back with her palm. “Get yourself ready, Michael spoke “tomorrow I'll reject you as my mate”, “I can't continue in this failed relationship”, “do not be late either”, Michael said amidst tears in his eyes and I knew he left the room in a hurry to avoid me seeing him shed tears.I was expecting this question sooner but not this evening. I didn't have a perfect response so I threw the question back at him and asked “if it were you what would you do?” I wasn't expecting a reply, so I got up from the couch and headed straight to Chloe's room, that's where I'll be sleeping for the night.He gaped at me as I walked to the room, following behind me he said, “I just hoped you've changed your mind”.I turned to look at him,trying to understand why he said that but he shrugged his shoulders and mumbled “hmm”, so I muttered “why do you think I would?”“Cause you two are so close now, doing that to him would be like driving a spear through his heart”. He stood at the door of the room while I entered and smoothened the duvet.“He drove a spear through my heart also, you know that”. “Yeah I know”, he stated then continued, “but right now I don't think you should be taking him to the pack court”, he held onto the doorknob “I'll call for your help on that soon”,I smirked
“A young entrepreneur called Karen”, she stated. My mouth fell open not because I wasn't aware as Michael had hinted me on his engagement himself, but I never took it to heart,I thought I was still the love of his life and he would never be with anyone else aside from me.But his actions proved otherwise and I knew I had to make things really smooth with Spiffy, before he changes his mind. Spiffy's face lacked expression or maybe he was excited about Michael letting me go but refused to express his excitement as he is trying to please me.“Karen” I blurted out, making everyone gape at me, the flesh on my forehead folded into a frown but my heart was shattered. I sat motionless gazing into thin air and mumbling “Karen”.“You do know her right?” “the real estate entrepreneur”, Jasmine asked with her eyes glowing.“Yes I know her a lot”, “she was Michael's childhood lover, his parents chose her instead of me but Michael thought they were too close to have feelings for each other”. “So h
3 days After I monitored social media blogs, websites and even podcasts waiting to hear Michaels marriage. Our wedding was topnotch and was the talk of the town, and of course the day he rejected me was also made public.I felt all the shame in the world but Spiffy was there, though I didn't appreciate his efforts,I rather clinged to Jim and Sarah who offered me their apartment. I was so hurt when Michael alleged he would be getting married to Karen so I left asking him what transpired between him and Jasmine the day I had delivery of Liam.I had begun to rescind my thoughts on taking Spiffy to court,thank goddess I haven't told the rest of Jim acquaintances. Spiffy had mellowed down his rustic and brash attitude, and I was growing fond of him. I still hesitated at some of his touches.Jim has enquired the night before if I still intend taking Spiffy to court,I refused not giving a definite answer saying “we will get to see about that”. “I know why” he implied, I didn't care to ask w
He checked who had been snatching our moments,it was Joey so he picked up. “Spiffy is around and has asked to see Bridgette”,I overheard Joey say over the phone.He looked at me, hoping that I had heard what Joey said. I understood his glance, there was no need to restate his words to me. I kept mute with my arms across my breast. He dropped the call when Joey was done.Pains brewed on his eyes and mine. “Are you really getting married to Karen?” I mumbled. “Yes I'm”, his voice reechoed sending a cold chill through my veins. Karen was his crush from childhood, his parents loved her because she was from a noble family, her father owned hotels, malls, and the gold mining industry in Moon Hills. Karen's parents were affluent in our society, even Mr Wilson, Michael's father, had high regards for him.When Michael had proposed to make me his bride, his parents refused sternly. I was his fated by the moon goddess but his parents refused pleading with Michael to take on someone that can app
He stood motionless peering deep into my eyes.“I'll tell Joey to help you with the search,” he snapped. “Joey”,I gushed “whose marriage certificate are we looking for here uh?”, answer me Michael”.Of course he didn't, he shrugged off my hand and walked out of the room, leaving me clueless. The blushes and butterflies I had come up to the room with suddenly disappeared,I felt like it was never there. Thorns and bristles were taking the place of the butterflies.“Why would he refuse to stay here with me?” Anger beguiled my thoughts, “like he didn't enjoy the hand job I gave him the other time”,I smirked.I was really getting irritated as my whole plan seemed not to make heads. I sat on the big master's bed thinking and letting my anger get a better grip of me. I bit my lips and smacked the bed so many times trying to find expression to my anger.I finally came to terms that this isn't working, so I've to find the damn marriage documents and get the hell out of here. I began to search
I wasn't expecting otherwise from Spiffy though I wasn't sure if they had much alcohol. I was made up to drive,I wouldn't risk my life through assumption.“You are free”, Spiffy said smiling. “It's yours” he inserted. Do I tell him it's not mine or I should keep quiet, well It was still early,I also don't know what to expect at the Blue Fangs Pack house,if Michael gets angry and flare up, he is my immediate hope before Jim and the rest will arrive, so I kept quiet about him saying the car is mine.Driving his Rolls Royce wasn't an issue, he had taught me how to drive an automatic and I specifically went on a driving class with him while we dated. One of his antics of getting me relaxed after our heavy quarrels is him offering me his Rolls Royce for as long as I want.Most times I didn't go out with the car, but Jasmine will always find a way to make me either go to the mall or the cinema or even take her and her friends clubbing,on every occasion I would have to drive.Here am I now,